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... nigh frorne I feele , And my galage growne fast to my heele ; But little ease of thy lewde tale I tasted : Hie thee home , shepheard , the day is nigh wasted . THENOTS EMBLEME . Iddio , perche é vecchio , Fa suoi al suo essempio ...
... nigh frorne I feele , And my galage growne fast to my heele ; But little ease of thy lewde tale I tasted : Hie thee home , shepheard , the day is nigh wasted . THENOTS EMBLEME . Iddio , perche é vecchio , Fa suoi al suo essempio ...
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... nigh rent her heart in twaine , ) " Thy father , had he lived this day , To see the braunche of his body displaye , How would he have ioyed at this sweete sight ? But ah ! false Fortune such ioy did him spight , And cut off his dayes ...
... nigh rent her heart in twaine , ) " Thy father , had he lived this day , To see the braunche of his body displaye , How would he have ioyed at this sweete sight ? But ah ! false Fortune such ioy did him spight , And cut off his dayes ...
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... nigh : higheth fast , yts time to be gone . PERIGOT HIS EMBLEME . Vincenti gloria victi . WILLYES EMBLEME . Vinto non vitto . CUDDIES EMBLEME . Felice chi puo . THE SHEPHEARDS CALENDER . SEPTEMBER . AEGLOGA NONA . ARGUMENT .. Herein ...
... nigh : higheth fast , yts time to be gone . PERIGOT HIS EMBLEME . Vincenti gloria victi . WILLYES EMBLEME . Vinto non vitto . CUDDIES EMBLEME . Felice chi puo . THE SHEPHEARDS CALENDER . SEPTEMBER . AEGLOGA NONA . ARGUMENT .. Herein ...
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... nigh choked with the deadly stinke , His forces faile , ne can no lenger fight . Whose corage when the feend perceivd to shrinke , She poured forth out of her hellish sinke Her fruitfull cursed spawne of serpents small , ( Deformed ...
... nigh choked with the deadly stinke , His forces faile , ne can no lenger fight . Whose corage when the feend perceivd to shrinke , She poured forth out of her hellish sinke Her fruitfull cursed spawne of serpents small , ( Deformed ...
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... his wondrous witt , Was nigh beguiled with so goodly sight . Her all in white he clad , and over it Cast a black stole , most like to seeme for Una fit . Now when that ydle Dreame was to him brought , 52 SPENSER'S POEMS .
... his wondrous witt , Was nigh beguiled with so goodly sight . Her all in white he clad , and over it Cast a black stole , most like to seeme for Una fit . Now when that ydle Dreame was to him brought , 52 SPENSER'S POEMS .
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Page 414 - Now welcome, Night! thou night so long expected, That long daies labour doest at last defray, And all my cares, which cruell Love collected, Hast sumd in one, and cancelled for aye. Spread thy broad wing over my Love and me, That no man may us see; And in thy sable mantle us enwrap, From feare of perrill and foule horror free.
Page 333 - November; he full grosse and fat As fed with lard, and that right well might seeme; For he had been a fatting hogs of late, That yet his browes with sweat did reek and steem, And yet the season was full sharp and breem : In planting eeke he took no small delight.
Page 414 - How slowly does sad Time his feathers move ? Hast thee, O fayrest Planet, to thy home, Within the Westerne fome : Thy tyred steedes long since have need of rest. Long...
Page 413 - That even to the heavens theyr shouting shrill Doth reach, and all the firmament doth fill; To which the people standing all about, As in approvance, doe thereto applaud, And loud advaunce her laud; And evermore they Hymen, Hymen sing, That al the woods them answer, and theyr eccho ring.
Page 234 - So all the world by thee at first was made, And dayly yet thou doest the same repayre ; Ne ought on earth that merry is and glad, Ne ought on earth that lovely is and fayre, But thou the same for pleasure didst prepayre : Thou art the root of all that joyous is : Great God of men and women, queene of th...
Page 413 - Almighties view ; Of her ye virgins learne obedience, When so ye come into those holy places, To humble your proud faces : Bring her up to th' high altar, that she may The sacred ceremonies there partake, The which do endlesse matrimony make ; And let the roring Organs loudly play The praises of the Lord in lively notes ; The whiles, with hollow throates, The Choristers the joyous Antheme sing, That al the woods may answere, and their eccho ring.
Page 413 - The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glaunce awry, Which may let in a little thought unsownd.
Page 83 - She was araied all in lilly white, And in her right hand bore a cup of gold, With wine and water fild up to the hight, In which a serpent did himselfe enfold, That horrour made to all that did behold ; But she no...
Page 419 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer bodie doth procure To habit in, and it more fairely dight With chearefull grace and amiable sight; For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; For soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
Page 43 - So in the person of Prince Arthure I sette forth Magnificence in particular ; which vertue for that (according to Aristotle and the rest) it is the perfection of all the rest, and conteineth in it them all...