Book 1 of the Faery Queene, Volume 2Clarendon Press, 1874 - 251 pages |
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Page ix
... wrath and malignity , the latter ones with the passions of desire . We may say , in passing , that the episode of Braggadocchio and Trompart , in the third Canto , is intended both to be quasi - comic , as a foil to the grave nobleness ...
... wrath and malignity , the latter ones with the passions of desire . We may say , in passing , that the episode of Braggadocchio and Trompart , in the third Canto , is intended both to be quasi - comic , as a foil to the grave nobleness ...
Page x
... wrath , this division of the Book comes to an end . Thus far Passion ( τὸ θυμικόν ) ; now Desire ( τὸ ἐπιθυμητικόν ) . And first the temptations of wealth and ambition in Mammon's Cave , overcome by Guyon , but with so much stress on ...
... wrath , this division of the Book comes to an end . Thus far Passion ( τὸ θυμικόν ) ; now Desire ( τὸ ἐπιθυμητικόν ) . And first the temptations of wealth and ambition in Mammon's Cave , overcome by Guyon , but with so much stress on ...
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... wrath his hastie steps to stray . 35 In this faire wize they traveild long yfere , Through many hard assayes , which did betide ; Of which he honour still away did beare , And spred his glorie through all countries wide . At last as ...
... wrath his hastie steps to stray . 35 In this faire wize they traveild long yfere , Through many hard assayes , which did betide ; Of which he honour still away did beare , And spred his glorie through all countries wide . At last as ...
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... wrath , To shew how sore bloudguiltinesse He hat'th ; Or that the charme and venim , which they drunck , Their blood with secret filth infected hath , Being diffused through the senselesse truncke That through the great contagion ...
... wrath , To shew how sore bloudguiltinesse He hat'th ; Or that the charme and venim , which they drunck , Their blood with secret filth infected hath , Being diffused through the senselesse truncke That through the great contagion ...
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... wrath , fly , O my liefest lord : Sad be the sights , and bitter fruits of warre , And thousand furies wait on wrathfull sword ; Ne ought the prayse of prowesse more doth marre Then fowle revenging rage , and base contentious jarre . 31 ...
... wrath , fly , O my liefest lord : Sad be the sights , and bitter fruits of warre , And thousand furies wait on wrathfull sword ; Ne ought the prayse of prowesse more doth marre Then fowle revenging rage , and base contentious jarre . 31 ...
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Page 206 - Ransacked the Centre, and with impious hands Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth For treasures better hid.
Page 94 - How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant; And all for love, and nothing for reward: O why should Heavenly God to men have such regard ? LONDON: APPROVED SCHOOL BOOKS.
Page 94 - Of men than beasts ; but oh ! the exceeding grace Of highest God ! that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace. That blessed angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
Page 173 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet; The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Page 94 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us, that succour want? How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant?
Page 113 - Their murmuring small trompets sounden wide, Whiles in the aire their clustring army flies, That as a cloud doth seeme to dim the skies; Ne man nor beast may rest or take repast For their sharpe wounds, and noyous injuries, Till the fierce northerne wind with blustring blast Doth blow them quite away, and in the ocean cast.
Page 66 - In this wide Inland sea, that hight by name The Idle lake, my wandring ship I row, That knowes her port, and thither sayles by ayme, Ne care, ne feare I how the wind do blow, Or whether swift I wend, or whether slow : Both slow and swift alike do serve my tourne ; Ne swelling Neptune ne lowd thundring Jove Can chaunge my cheare, or make me ever mourne : My little boat can safely passe this perilous bourne.
Page 173 - Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a daintie eare, Such as attonce might not on living ground, Save in this paradise, be heard elsewhere: Right hard it was for wight, which did it heare, To read what manner musicke that mote bee; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee; Birdes...
Page 1 - But let that man with better sence advize, That of the world least part to us is red; And daily how through hardy enterprize Many great Regions are discovered, Which to late age were never mentioned. Who ever heard of th
Page 84 - All bard with double bends, that none could weene Them to efforce by violence or wrong : On every side they placed were along ; But all the grownd with sculs was scattered, And dead mens bones, which round about were flong ; Whose lives, it seemed, whilome there were shed, And their vile carcases now left unburied.