Spenser, DanielAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... wound as yet does rifely bleede . Why livest thou still , and yet hast thy deaths wound ? Why dyest thou still , and yet alive art found ? " Thus is my sommer worne away and wasted , Thus is my harvest hastened all - to rathe ; The eare ...
... wound as yet does rifely bleede . Why livest thou still , and yet hast thy deaths wound ? Why dyest thou still , and yet alive art found ? " Thus is my sommer worne away and wasted , Thus is my harvest hastened all - to rathe ; The eare ...
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... wound , That hand or foot to stirr he strove in vaine . God helpe the man so wrapt in Errours endlesse [ traine ! His lady , sad to see his sore constraint , Cride out , " Now , now , sir Knight , shew what ye bee ; Add faith unto your ...
... wound , That hand or foot to stirr he strove in vaine . God helpe the man so wrapt in Errours endlesse [ traine ! His lady , sad to see his sore constraint , Cride out , " Now , now , sir Knight , shew what ye bee ; Add faith unto your ...
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... wound : Then turning to his lady , dead with feare her fownd . Her seeming dead he fownd with feigned feare , As all unweeting of that well she knew ; And paynd himselfe with busie care to reare Her out of carelesse swowne . Her eyelids ...
... wound : Then turning to his lady , dead with feare her fownd . Her seeming dead he fownd with feigned feare , As all unweeting of that well she knew ; And paynd himselfe with busie care to reare Her out of carelesse swowne . Her eyelids ...
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... wound a well of bloud did gush . D'smounting lightly from his loft e stced , He to him lept , in minde to reave his life , And proudly said ; " Lo , there the worthie meed Of him , that slew Sansfoy with bloody knife ; Henceforth his ...
... wound a well of bloud did gush . D'smounting lightly from his loft e stced , He to him lept , in minde to reave his life , And proudly said ; " Lo , there the worthie meed Of him , that slew Sansfoy with bloody knife ; Henceforth his ...
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... wound the man , that does them wield . " " Charmd or enchaunted , " answerd he then ferce , " I no whitt reck ; ne you the like need to reherce . " But , faire Fidessa , sithens fortunes guile , And to the Paynims lodging comes with ...
... wound the man , that does them wield . " " Charmd or enchaunted , " answerd he then ferce , " I no whitt reck ; ne you the like need to reherce . " But , faire Fidessa , sithens fortunes guile , And to the Paynims lodging comes with ...
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