The Works of Edmund SpenserRoutledge, 1872 - 562 pages |
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... hart ; Lay now thy deadly heben bowe apart , And , with thy mother mylde , come to mine ayde ; Come , both ; and with you bring triumphant Mart , In loves and gentle iollities arraid , To thinke of that true glorious type of thine , The ...
... hart ; Lay now thy deadly heben bowe apart , And , with thy mother mylde , come to mine ayde ; Come , both ; and with you bring triumphant Mart , In loves and gentle iollities arraid , To thinke of that true glorious type of thine , The ...
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... hart did melt away , Bathed in wanton blis and wicked ioy . Then seemed him his Lady by him lay , And to him playnd , how that false winged boy Her chaste hart had subdewd to learne dame Pleasures toy , XLVIII . And she her selfe , of ...
... hart did melt away , Bathed in wanton blis and wicked ioy . Then seemed him his Lady by him lay , And to him playnd , how that false winged boy Her chaste hart had subdewd to learne dame Pleasures toy , XLVIII . And she her selfe , of ...
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... hart gan melt in great compassion ; And drizling teares did shed for pure affection . VII . " The lyon , lord of everie beast in field , " Quoth she , " his princely puissance doth abate , And mightie proud to humble weake does yield ...
... hart gan melt in great compassion ; And drizling teares did shed for pure affection . VII . " The lyon , lord of everie beast in field , " Quoth she , " his princely puissance doth abate , And mightie proud to humble weake does yield ...
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... hart is in the vengers hand ; Who streight him rent in thousand peeccs small , And quite dismembred hath : the thirsty land Dronke up his life ; his corse left on the strand . His fearefull freends weare out the wofull night , Ne dare ...
... hart is in the vengers hand ; Who streight him rent in thousand peeccs small , And quite dismembred hath : the thirsty land Dronke up his life ; his corse left on the strand . His fearefull freends weare out the wofull night , Ne dare ...
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... hart : with death opprest He ror'd aloud , whiles life forsooke his stubborne brest . XLIII . Who now is left to keepe the forlorne Maid From raging spoile of lawlesse victors will ? Her faithfull gard remov'd ; her hope dismaid ; Her ...
... hart : with death opprest He ror'd aloud , whiles life forsooke his stubborne brest . XLIII . Who now is left to keepe the forlorne Maid From raging spoile of lawlesse victors will ? Her faithfull gard remov'd ; her hope dismaid ; Her ...
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Page 126 - 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 98 - 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 427 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide : To loose good dayes, that might be better spent ; To wast long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow...
Page 12 - Then choosing out few words most horrible, (Let none them read) thereof did verses frame; With which, and other spelles like terrible, He bad awake blacke Plutoes griesly Dame; And cursed heven; and spake reprochful shame Of highest God, the Lord of life and light: A bold bad man, that dar'd to call by name Great Gorgon, prince of darknes and dead night; At which Cocytus quakes, and Styx is put to flight.
Page 49 - Or from the field most cowardly doth fly ? Ne let the man ascribe it to his skill, That thorough grace hath gained victory. If any strength we have, it is to ill, But all the good is Gods, both power and eke will.
Page 466 - As each had bene a Bryde ; And each one had a little wicker basket, Made of fine twigs, entrayled curiously, In which they gathered flowers to fill their flasket, And with fine Fingers crept full feateously The tender stalkes on hye.
Page 11 - At length they chaunst to meet upon the way An aged sire, in long blacke weedes yclad, His feete all bare, his beard all hoarie gray, And by his belt his booke he hanging had ; Sober he seemde, and very sagely sad ; And to the ground...
Page 18 - One day, nigh wearie of the yrkesome way, From her unhastie beast she did alight; And on the grasse her dainty limbs did lay In...
Page 64 - They all perfumde with frankincense divine, And precious odours fetcht from far away, That all the house did sweat with great aray: And all the while sweete Musicke did apply Her curious skill the warbling notes to play, To drive away the dull Melancholy; The whiles one sung a song of love and jollity. 39 During the which there was an heavenly noise Heard sound through all the pallace pleasantly, Like as it had bene many an Angels voice Singing before th...
Page 2 - For this cause is Xenophon preferred before Plato, for that the one, in the exquisite depth of his judgement...