It was to this place that the plowman was bending his homeward way.
"Yes, for the present; I am the plowman," he said, in the wish to let her know he was not a common hand.
The one I have first shown you is of a plowman plowing at evening.
The plowman is no longer content to keep his eye forever on the furrow.
Was it Burns who followed the plough, or only Piers Plowman?
How would you like to have a plowman for a son-in-law, Jock Stair, my daddy O?
Piers Plowman gives us a lurid picture of what went on there.
A plowman on his legs, is higher than a gentleman on his knees.
Piers Plowman speaks of "merchantes merkes ymedeled in glasse."
Piers Plowman never could and never did rise to great eminence in the city.
