The Complete Works in Verse and Prose: Shepheards calendar and glosse

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Spenser society, 1882

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Страница 51 - Semed, the sencelesse yron dyd feare, Or to wrong holy eld did forbeare ; For it had bene an auncient tree, Sacred with many a mysteree, And often crost with the priestes...
Страница 202 - ... a divine gift and heavenly instinct not to bee gotten by laboure and learning, but adorned with both: and poured into the witte by a certaine evdovcna.aij.6s. and celestial! inspiration, as the Author hereof els where at large discourseth, in his booke called the English Poete, which booke being lately come to my hands, I mynde also by Gods grace upon further advisement to publish.
Страница 49 - Lord of creatures all, Thou placer of plants both humble and tall, Was not I planted of thine...
Страница 130 - And all hys passing skil with him is fledde, The fame whereof doth dayly greater growe. But, if on me some little drops would flowe Of that the spring was in his learned hedde, I soone would learne these woods to wayle my woe, And teache the trees their trickling teares to shedde.
Страница 7 - Which default when as some endevoured to salve and recure, they patched up the holes with peces and rags of other languages, borrowing here of the french, there of the Italian, every...
Страница 130 - The God of shepheards, Tityrus, is dead, Who taught me homely, as I can, to make...
Страница 72 - Ye dayntye Nymphs, that in this blessed brooke Doe bathe your brest, Forsake your watry bowres, and hether looke, At my request. And eke you Virgins that on Parnasse dwell, Whence floweth Helicon, the learned well, Helpe me to blaze Her worthy praise Which in her sexe doth all excell.
Страница 40 - Winters wrathful cheare ; For Age and Winter accord full nie, This chill, that cold ; this crooked, that wrye ; And as the lowring Wether lookes downe, So...
Страница 206 - Mectenas is yclad in claye, And great Augustus long ygoe is dead, And all the Worthies liggen wrapt in lead, That matter made for Poets on to playe : For ever, who in derring-doe were dread, The loftie verse of hem was loved aye.

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