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... armes and silver shielde , Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine , The cruell markes of many ' a bloody fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield . His angry steede did chide his foming bitt , As much disdayning to ...
... armes and silver shielde , Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine , The cruell markes of many ' a bloody fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield . His angry steede did chide his foming bitt , As much disdayning to ...
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... armes he was yclad anon , And silver shield ; upon his coward brest A bloody crosse , and on his craven crest A bounch of heares discolourd diversly . Full jolly1 knight he seemde , and wel addrest ; And when he sate upon his courser ...
... armes he was yclad anon , And silver shield ; upon his coward brest A bloody crosse , and on his craven crest A bounch of heares discolourd diversly . Full jolly1 knight he seemde , and wel addrest ; And when he sate upon his courser ...
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... armes abroad , with gray mosse overcast ; And their greene leaves , trembling with every blast , Made a calme shadowe far in compasse round : The fearefull shepheard , often there aghast , Under them never sat , ne wont there sound His ...
... armes abroad , with gray mosse overcast ; And their greene leaves , trembling with every blast , Made a calme shadowe far in compasse round : The fearefull shepheard , often there aghast , Under them never sat , ne wont there sound His ...
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... armes did wisely understand . Eft soones he perced through his chaufed2 chest With thrilling point of deadly yron brand , And launcht his Lordly hart : with death opprest He ror'd aloud , whiles life forsooke his stubborne brest . 43 ...
... armes did wisely understand . Eft soones he perced through his chaufed2 chest With thrilling point of deadly yron brand , And launcht his Lordly hart : with death opprest He ror'd aloud , whiles life forsooke his stubborne brest . 43 ...
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... armes abroad wonne muchell fame , And fild far landes with glorie of his might : Plaine , faithfull , true , and enimy of shame , And ever lov'd to fight for Ladies right ; But in vaine glorious frayes he litle did delight . 21. A ...
... armes abroad wonne muchell fame , And fild far landes with glorie of his might : Plaine , faithfull , true , and enimy of shame , And ever lov'd to fight for Ladies right ; But in vaine glorious frayes he litle did delight . 21. A ...
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Page 23 - Soone as the royall virgin he did spy, With gaping mouth at her ran greedily, To have attonce devourd her tender corse ; But to the pray when as he drew more ny, His bloody rage aswaged with remorse, And, with the sight amazd, forgat his furious forse. In stead thereof he kist her wearie feet, And lickt her lilly hands with fawning tong, As he her wronged innocence did weet.
Page 11 - He, making speedy way through spersed ayre, And through the world of waters wide and deepe, To Morpheus house doth hastily repaire. Amid the bowels of the earth full steepe, And low, where dawning day doth never peepe, His dwelling is ; there Tethys his wet bed Doth ever wash, and Cynthia still doth steepe In silver deaw his ever-drouping hed, Whiles sad Night over him her mantle black doth spred.
Page 170 - Arthure, before he was king, the image of a brave knight, perfected in the twelve private morall vertues, as Aristotle hath devised...
Page 123 - O! th' 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 1 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead, as living, ever him ador'd : Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope which in his helpe he had.
Page 44 - His haughtie helmet, horrid all with gold. Both glorious brightnesse and great terrour bredd: For all the crest a dragon did enfold With greedie pawes, and over all did spredd His golden winges ; his dreadfull hideous hedd Close couched on the bever, seemd to throw •** From flaming mouth bright sparckles fiery redd.
Page 90 - Now, strike your sailes, yee jolly Mariners, For we be come unto a quiet rode, Where we must land some of our passengers, And light this weary vessell of her lode : Here she a while may make her safe abode, Till she repaired have her tackles spent...
Page 3 - The laurell, meed of mightie conquerours And poets sage ; the firre that weepeth still ; The willow, worne of forlorne paramours; The eugh, obedient to the benders will; The birch for shaftes; the sallow for the mill...
Page 8 - Ah! my dear sonne," quoth he, " how should, alas! Silly old man, that lives in hidden cell, Bidding his beades all day for his trespas, Tydings of warre and worldly trouble tell ? With holy father sits not with such thinges to mell.
Page 141 - 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.