Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1788 |
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Sivu 6
... sore , But to the antique use which was of yore , When good was onely for itselfe desyred , And all men sought their owne , and none no more ; When Iustice was not for most meed out - hyred , But simple Truth did rayne , and was of all ...
... sore , But to the antique use which was of yore , When good was onely for itselfe desyred , And all men sought their owne , and none no more ; When Iustice was not for most meed out - hyred , But simple Truth did rayne , and was of all ...
Sivu 13
... sore his sorrowfull sad tyne , With many bitter teares shed from his blubbred eyne . XIV . To whom as they approched , they espide A sorie sight as ever seene with eye , An headlesse ladie lying him beside , In her owne blood all wallow ...
... sore his sorrowfull sad tyne , With many bitter teares shed from his blubbred eyne . XIV . To whom as they approched , they espide A sorie sight as ever seene with eye , An headlesse ladie lying him beside , In her owne blood all wallow ...
Sivu 16
... sore adrad , And fain'd to fly for feare of being thrall ; But he her quickly stayd , and forst to wend withall . XXIII . When to the place they came where Artegall By that same carefull squire did then abide , He gently gan him to ...
... sore adrad , And fain'd to fly for feare of being thrall ; But he her quickly stayd , and forst to wend withall . XXIII . When to the place they came where Artegall By that same carefull squire did then abide , He gently gan him to ...
Sivu 27
... sore amate , The which ere - while spake so reprochfully , And made them stoupe , that looked earst so hie ; Yet still he bet and bounst uppon the dore , And thundred strokes thereon so hideouslie , That all the peece he shaked from the ...
... sore amate , The which ere - while spake so reprochfully , And made them stoupe , that looked earst so hie ; Yet still he bet and bounst uppon the dore , And thundred strokes thereon so hideouslie , That all the peece he shaked from the ...
Sivu 27
... sore ; " For ere thou limit what is lesse or more " In every thing , thou oughtest first to know " What was the poyse of every part of yore , " And looke then how much it doth overflow , " Or faile thereof ; so much is more then just I ...
... sore ; " For ere thou limit what is lesse or more " In every thing , thou oughtest first to know " What was the poyse of every part of yore , " And looke then how much it doth overflow , " Or faile thereof ; so much is more then just I ...
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amongst armes Beast beheld bloud bold brest Brigants brought CANTO chaunst Coridon cruell Cynthia damzell daunger deare death delight despight devize dight doth dread dreadfull earth EDMUND SPENSER Eftsoones Elfin knight evermore FAERY QUEENE faire farre Faunus feare fell fiercely flocke flowres Fortune foule gentle gods goodly grace Grantorto groning ground hand hart hast hath heaven heavenly herselfe hight himselfe Iove iustice knight lady layd light litle mayd mote nigh nought nymph paine Pastorell Pastorella peerless price powre prince quoth raunged rest sayd seem'd shame shepherd shew sight Sir Artegall Sir Calidore Sith sore sory soveraine speach spide spright squire stayd steed streight sunne sweet Talus thee theeves thence things thou unto uppon vaine weene weet wend whenas whereof whilest whyles wight wize wonne wont woods wound wretched wyde XXVII XXXII yron
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Sivu 218 - His state and present plight. vertueis so fitting for a knight, Or for a ladie whom a knight should love, As curtesie, to beare themselves aright To all of each degree as doth behove ? For whether they be placed high above Or low beneath, yet ought they well to know Their good, that none them rightly may reprove Of rudenesse, for not yeelding what they owe ; Great skill it is such duties timely to bestow.
Sivu 167 - And the dull drops, that from his purpled bill, As from a limbeck, did adown distill. In his right hand a tipped staffe he held, With which his feeble steps he stayed still: For he was faint with cold, and weak with eld; That scarse his loosed limbes he hable was to weld.
Sivu 171 - Then came old January, wrapped well In many weeds to keep the cold away; Yet did he quake and quiver, like to quell, And blowe his nayles to warme them if he may; For they were numbd with holding all the day An hatchet keene, with which he felled wood...
Sivu 8 - Almighties stead, And with magnificke might and wondrous wit Doest to thy people righteous doome aread, That furthest nations filles with awfull dread, Pardon the boldnesse of thy basest thrall, That dare discourse of so divine a read, As thy great iustice praysed over all; The instrument whereof loe here thy Artegall.
Sivu 6 - Let none then blame me, if, in discipline Of vertue and of civill uses lore, I do not forme them to the common line Of present dayes which are corrupted sore...
Sivu 84 - In vaine' (said then old Meliboe) 'doe men The heavens of their fortunes fault accuse, Sith they know best what is the best for them; For they to each such fortune doe diffuse, As they doe know each can most aptly use: For not that which men covet most is best, Nor that thing worst which men do most refuse ; But fittest is, that all contented rest With that they hold : each hath his fortune in his brest.
Sivu 95 - All they without were raunged in a ring, And daunced round; but in the midst of them Three other Ladies did both daunce and sing, The whilest the rest them round about did hemme, And like a girlond did in compasse stemme...
Sivu 140 - Nature had establisht first In good estate, and in meet order ranged, She did pervert, and all their statutes burst : And all the worlds faire frame (which none yet durst Of gods or men to alter or misguide...
Sivu 167 - Then came the Autumn, all in yellow clad, As though he joyed in his plenteous store, Laden with fruits that made him laugh, full glad That he had...
Sivu 113 - As beauties lovely baite, that doth procure Great warriours oft their rigour to represse, And mighty hands forget their manlinesse ; Drawne with the powre of an heart-robbing eye, And wrapt in fetters of a golden tresse.