A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Spenser. Shakespeare. Davies. HallJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1792 |
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Sivu 20
... heare , " Of a firaunge man I can you tidings tell , " That wasteth all this countric farre and neare . " " Of fuch , " said he , " I chiefly doe inquere ; " And shall thee well rewarde to fhew the place " In which that wicked wight his ...
... heare , " Of a firaunge man I can you tidings tell , " That wasteth all this countric farre and neare . " " Of fuch , " said he , " I chiefly doe inquere ; " And shall thee well rewarde to fhew the place " In which that wicked wight his ...
Sivu 25
... heare what she did tell ; And said , “ Faire Lady ! hart of flint would rew " The undeferved woes and forrowes which ye " fhew . " 66 Shee turning backe , with ruefull countenaunce Cride , " Mercy , mercy , Sir , vouchsafe to fhow " On ...
... heare what she did tell ; And said , “ Faire Lady ! hart of flint would rew " The undeferved woes and forrowes which ye " fhew . " 66 Shee turning backe , with ruefull countenaunce Cride , " Mercy , mercy , Sir , vouchsafe to fhow " On ...
Sivu 26
... heare , " And to this wretched lady , niy deare love ; " O too deare love , love bought with death too " deare ! " Aftond he flood , and up his heare hid hove . And with that fuddein horror could no member move XXXII . At last whenas ...
... heare , " And to this wretched lady , niy deare love ; " O too deare love , love bought with death too " deare ! " Aftond he flood , and up his heare hid hove . And with that fuddein horror could no member move XXXII . At last whenas ...
Sivu 29
... heare , nor speake , nor understand , Till feeing by her fide the lyon stand , With fuddein feare her pitcher downe fhe threw , And fled away ; for never in that land Face of fayre lady the before did vew , But fuddein catching hold ...
... heare , nor speake , nor understand , Till feeing by her fide the lyon stand , With fuddein feare her pitcher downe fhe threw , And fled away ; for never in that land Face of fayre lady the before did vew , But fuddein catching hold ...
Sivu 30
... heare , And beat their brefts , and naked flesh to teare : And when they both had wept and wayld their fill , Then forth they ran like two amazed deare , Half mad through malice and revenging will , To follow her that was the caufer of ...
... heare , And beat their brefts , and naked flesh to teare : And when they both had wept and wayld their fill , Then forth they ran like two amazed deare , Half mad through malice and revenging will , To follow her that was the caufer of ...
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againſt Artegall bafe beafts beauty breft Britomart caft caufe cruell dame deare death defire delight devize doth dreadfull Eftfoones elfe eyes FAERY FAERY QUEEN fafe faft faid faire faire ladies falfe fame fayd fayre feare fecret feeke feem'd feemed feene felf fhall fhame fhepherds fhew fhield fhould fide fight fing firft firſt flaine fleepe flowre fome fonne foone fore forrow foul fpright ftill ftrong fuch fure fweet gentle goodly grace grone hand hart hath heart heaven herfelfe hight himſelf honour knight lady laft laſt light living moft moſt mote nigh nought paffing pleaſe pleaſure powre praiſe prince Queene quoth reft ſhall ſhe Sith ſkill ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet thee thefe themſelves thereof theſe things thofe thoſe thou thouſand unto weene whenas whofe Whoſe wight wize wont wound wretched wyde
Suositut otteet
Sivu 647 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Sivu 667 - They that fawn'd on him before, Use his company no more. He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need ; If thou sorrow, he will weep ; If thou wake, he cannot sleep : Thus of every grief in heart He with thee doth bear a part.
Sivu 120 - 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 ! 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 ? The Faerie Queen, Book II.
Sivu 647 - Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage...
Sivu 665 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Sivu 651 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Sivu 289 - For that which all men then did vertue call, Is now cald vice ; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight vertue, and so us'd of all : Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right...
Sivu 662 - And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend Suspect I may, yet not directly tell; But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
Sivu 227 - Her lying tongue was in two parts divided, And both the parts did speake, and both contended ; And as her tongue so was her hart discided, That never thoght one thing, but doubly stil was guided.
Sivu 658 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.