Works of Edmund SpenserGeorge Routledge, 1877 - 562 страници |
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... hope you will vouchsafe mee an answeare of the largest size , or else I tell you true , you shall bee verye deepe in my debte ; notwythstandyng thys other sweete , but shorte letter , and fine , but fewe verses . But I woulde rather I ...
... hope you will vouchsafe mee an answeare of the largest size , or else I tell you true , you shall bee verye deepe in my debte ; notwythstandyng thys other sweete , but shorte letter , and fine , but fewe verses . But I woulde rather I ...
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... hope , I feare , I thinke ) the next weeke , if I can be dispatched of my Lorde . I goe thither , as sent by him , and maintained most - what of him : and there am to employ my time , my body , my minde , to his honours service . Thus ...
... hope , I feare , I thinke ) the next weeke , if I can be dispatched of my Lorde . I goe thither , as sent by him , and maintained most - what of him : and there am to employ my time , my body , my minde , to his honours service . Thus ...
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... hope of good , and hate of ill , " He me perswaded forth with him to fare.- " So to the sea we came , & c . " Raleigh afterwards introduced him to the Queen ; and the Queen inclined her ear , with satisfaction , to his " simple song ...
... hope of good , and hate of ill , " He me perswaded forth with him to fare.- " So to the sea we came , & c . " Raleigh afterwards introduced him to the Queen ; and the Queen inclined her ear , with satisfaction , to his " simple song ...
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... Hope to escape his venemous despite , " More than MY FORMER WRITS , all were they cleanest " From blamefull blot , and free from all that wite " With which some wicked tongues did it backebite , " And bring into a mighty Peres ...
... Hope to escape his venemous despite , " More than MY FORMER WRITS , all were they cleanest " From blamefull blot , and free from all that wite " With which some wicked tongues did it backebite , " And bring into a mighty Peres ...
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... hope to winne his Ladies hearte that day , J'orth spurred fast ; adowne his coursers side The red bloud trickling staind the way , as he did ride . XV . The Knight of the Redcrosse , when him he spide Spurring so hote with rage ...
... hope to winne his Ladies hearte that day , J'orth spurred fast ; adowne his coursers side The red bloud trickling staind the way , as he did ride . XV . The Knight of the Redcrosse , when him he spide Spurring so hote with rage ...
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Страница 96 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The...
Страница 354 - I well consider all that ye have sayd ; And find that all things stedfastnes doe hate And changed be; yet, being rightly wayd, They are not changed from their first estate ; But by their change their being doe dilate ; And, turning to themselves at length againe, Doe worke their owne perfection so by fate : Then over them Change doth not rule and raigne ; But they raigne over Change, and doe their states maintaine.
Страница 18 - And layd her stole aside. Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place : Did never mortall eye behold such heavenly grace.
Страница 47 - If any strength we have, it is to ill, But all the good is Gods, both power and eke will.
Страница 125 - See the mind of beastly man, That hath so soone forgot the excellence Of his creation, when he life began, That now he chooseth with vile difference To be a beast, and lacke intelligence...
Страница 96 - How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant; And all for love, and nothing for reward: O why should Heavenly God to men have such regard ? LONDON: APPROVED SCHOOL BOOKS.
Страница 23 - And by his side rode loathsome Gluttony, Deformed creature, on a filthie swyne, His belly was up-blowne with luxury, And eke with fatnesse swollen were his eyne, And like a Crane his necke was long and fyne, With which he swallowd up excessive feast, For want whereof poore people oft did pyne; And all the way, most like a brutish beast, He spued up his gorge, that all did him deteast.
Страница 10 - And, as she lay upon the durtie ground, Her huge long taile her den all overspred, Yet was in knots and many boughtes upwound, Pointed with mortall sting. Of her there bred A thousand yong ones, which she dayly fed, Sucking upon her poisnous dugs ; each one Of sundrie shapes, yet all ill-favored : Soone as that uncouth light upon them shone, Into her mouth they crept, and suddain all were gone.
Страница 10 - Now, now, Sir knight, shew what ye bee; Add faith unto your force, and be not faint; Strangle her, els she sure will strangle thee." That when he heard, in great perplexitie, His gall did grate for griefe and high disdaine; And, knitting all his force, got one hand free, Wherewith he grypt her gorge with so great paine, That soone to loose her wicked bands did her constraine.
Страница 18 - How does he find in cruell hart to hate Her, that him lov'd, and ever most adord As the god of my life ? why hath he me abhord ? " Redounding teares did choke th...