 So did he say : but I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly groning deepe and sighing oft, Besought her to graunt ease unto my smart, And to my wound her gratious help impart. Whilest thus I spake, behold ! with happy...  The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser - Page 226by Edmund Spenser - 1891Full view - About this book
 | Herbert Ellsworth Cory - 1917 - 504 pages
...cages, And thee their mother call to coole their kindly rages.' "So did he say: But I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly...my smart, And to my wound her gratious help impart. WhUest thus I spake, behold ! with happy eye I spyde where at the idoles feet apart A bevie of fayre... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1918 - 624 pages
...blissc, 0 graunt that of my love at last I may not misse l " ' So did he say : but I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly...my smart, And to my wound her gratious help impart. Whitest thus I spake, behold ! with happy eye I spyde where at the Idoles feet apart A bevie of fayre... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1903 - 628 pages
...blisse, 0 graunt that of my love at last I may not misse ! " ' So did he say : but I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly...lye, Wayting when as the Antheme should be sung on hyc. 'The first of them did seeme of ryper yearcs And graver countenance then ail the rest : Yet all... | |
 | Edward George Harman - 1925 - 348 pages
...grant that of my love at last I may not misse I " xlviii ' So did he say : but I with munnure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart. Yet inly...feet apart A bevie of fayre damzels close did lye, Way ting when as the An theme should be sung on bye. zliz ' The first of them did seeme of ryper yeares... | |
 | Edward George Harman - 1925 - 352 pages
...grant that of my love at last I may not misse I " zlviii ' So did he say : but I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly...gratious help impart, Whilest thus I spake, behold I with happy eye I spyde where at the I doles feet apart A bevie of fayre damzels close did lye, Wayting... | |
 | Edmund Spenser - 1926 - 496 pages
...graunt that of my love at last I may not misse ! ' CLVIII. " So did he say: but I with murmure soft, That none might heare the sorrow of my hart, Yet inly...impart. Whilest thus I spake, behold ! with happy eye 1 spyde where at the Idoles feet apart A bevie of fayre damzels close did lye, Wayting when as the... | |
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