The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Spenser, DanielAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... turne the streame of destince , Or breake the chayne of strong necessitee , Which fast is tyde to loves eternall seat ? The sonnes of Day he favoureth , I see , And by my ruines thinkes to make them great : To make one great by others ...
... turne the streame of destince , Or breake the chayne of strong necessitee , Which fast is tyde to loves eternall seat ? The sonnes of Day he favoureth , I see , And by my ruines thinkes to make them great : To make one great by others ...
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... turne , And seeke her spouse , that from her still does fly And followes other game and venery : A Satyre chaunst her wandring for to finde ; And , kindling coles of lust in brutish eye , The loyall linkes of wedlocke did unbinde , And ...
... turne , And seeke her spouse , that from her still does fly And followes other game and venery : A Satyre chaunst her wandring for to finde ; And , kindling coles of lust in brutish eye , The loyall linkes of wedlocke did unbinde , And ...
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... turne aside i For feare , as seemd , or for some feigned losse : More greedy they of newes fast towards him do crosse . A silly man , in simple weeds forworne , And soild with dust of the long dried way ; His sandales were with toilsome ...
... turne aside i For feare , as seemd , or for some feigned losse : More greedy they of newes fast towards him do crosse . A silly man , in simple weeds forworne , And soild with dust of the long dried way ; His sandales were with toilsome ...
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... turne : So hardly he the flitted life does win Unto her native prison to retourne . Then gins her grieved ghost thus to lament and [ mourne : " Ye dreary instruments of dolefull sight , That doe this deadly spectacle behold , Why doe ye ...
... turne : So hardly he the flitted life does win Unto her native prison to retourne . Then gins her grieved ghost thus to lament and [ mourne : " Ye dreary instruments of dolefull sight , That doe this deadly spectacle behold , Why doe ye ...
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... turne to other hew . Ne let it seeme that credence this exceedes ; For he , that made the same , was knowne right well To have done much more admirable deedes : It Merlin was , which whylome did excell All living wightes in might of ...
... turne to other hew . Ne let it seeme that credence this exceedes ; For he , that made the same , was knowne right well To have done much more admirable deedes : It Merlin was , which whylome did excell All living wightes in might of ...
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Страница 119 - 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 119 - 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 flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant?
Страница 50 - And, more, to lulle him in his slumber soft, A trickling streame from high rock tumbling downe, And ever-drizling raine upon the loft, Mixt with a murmuring winde, much like the sowne Of swarming bees, did cast him in a swowne: No other noyse, nor peoples troublous cryes, As still are wont t' annoy the walled towne, Might there be heard: but carelesse Quiet lyes, Wrapt in eternall silence farre from enimyes.
Страница 47 - That greatest Gloriana to him gave, (That greatest Glorious Queene of Faery lond) To winne him worshippe, and her grace to have, Which of all earthly thinges he most did crave : And ever as he rode his hart did earne To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe, and his new force to learne, Upon his foe, a Dragon horrible and stearne.
Страница 55 - 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 413 - O! fayrest goddesse, do thou not envy My love with me to spy: For thou likewise didst love, though now unthought...
Страница 55 - O, how can beautie maister the most strong, And simple truth subdue avenging wrong ! Whose yielded pryde and proud submission, Still dreading death, when she had marked long, Her hart gan melt in great compassion ; And drizling teares did shed for pure affection. 'The Lyon, Lord of everie beast in field.
Страница 47 - 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.
Страница 395 - Come softly swimming downe along the Lee ; Two fairer Birds I yet did never see ; The snow, which doth the top of Pindus strew...
Страница 169 - Right in the middest of that Paradise There stood a stately mount, on whose round top A gloomy grove of mirtle trees did rise...