Poetry of the English Renaissance, 1509-1660 |
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We fled away , our face the blood forsook ; But they , with gait direct , to Lacoon ran . And first of all each serpent doth enwrap The bodies small of his two tender sons , Whose wretched limbs they bit , and fed thereon .
We fled away , our face the blood forsook ; But they , with gait direct , to Lacoon ran . And first of all each serpent doth enwrap The bodies small of his two tender sons , Whose wretched limbs they bit , and fed thereon .
Page 66
Lastly , stood War , in glittering arms yclad , With visage grim , stern looks , and blackly hued ; In his right hand a naked sword he had , That to the hilts was all with blood imbrued ; And in his left , that kings and kingdoms rued ...
Lastly , stood War , in glittering arms yclad , With visage grim , stern looks , and blackly hued ; In his right hand a naked sword he had , That to the hilts was all with blood imbrued ; And in his left , that kings and kingdoms rued ...
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And on the French they flew , Warwick in blood did wade , Not one was tardy ; Oxford the foe invade , Arms were from shoulders sent , And cruel slaughter made , Scalps to the teeth were rent , Still as they ran up ; Down the French ...
And on the French they flew , Warwick in blood did wade , Not one was tardy ; Oxford the foe invade , Arms were from shoulders sent , And cruel slaughter made , Scalps to the teeth were rent , Still as they ran up ; Down the French ...
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SIR THOMAS MORE | 9 |
GEORCE GASCOIGNE | 99 |
SIR Philip SIDNEY | 105 |
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