The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Spenser, DanielAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Sivu 27
... thinke How great sport they gaynen with little swinck ? PIERS . Perdie , so farre am I from envie , That their fondnesse inly I pitie : Those faytours little regarden their charge , While they , letting their sheep runne at large ...
... thinke How great sport they gaynen with little swinck ? PIERS . Perdie , so farre am I from envie , That their fondnesse inly I pitie : Those faytours little regarden their charge , While they , letting their sheep runne at large ...
Sivu 30
... MOR . Syker thous but a leasie loord , And rekes much of thy swinek , That with fond termes , and witlesse wordes , To blere mine eyes doest thinke . In evill houre thou hentst in hond Thus holy hilles 30 SPENSER'S POEMS .
... MOR . Syker thous but a leasie loord , And rekes much of thy swinek , That with fond termes , and witlesse wordes , To blere mine eyes doest thinke . In evill houre thou hentst in hond Thus holy hilles 30 SPENSER'S POEMS .
Sivu 47
... thinke , right honourable lord , By this rude rime to memorize thy name , Whose learned Muse hath writ her owne record In golden verse , worthy immortal fame : Thou much more fit ( were leasure to the same ) Thy gracious soverains ...
... thinke , right honourable lord , By this rude rime to memorize thy name , Whose learned Muse hath writ her owne record In golden verse , worthy immortal fame : Thou much more fit ( were leasure to the same ) Thy gracious soverains ...
Sivu 49
... thinke of that true glorious type of thine , The argument of mine afflicted stile : CANTO I The patron of true Holinesse Foule Errour doth defeate ; Hypocrisie , him to entrappe , Doth to his home entreate . A GENTLE knight was pricking ...
... thinke of that true glorious type of thine , The argument of mine afflicted stile : CANTO I The patron of true Holinesse Foule Errour doth defeate ; Hypocrisie , him to entrappe , Doth to his home entreate . A GENTLE knight was pricking ...
Sivu 53
... thinke that gentle dame so light , For whose defence he was to shed his blood . At last dull wearines of former fight Having yrockt asleepe his irkesome spright , That troublous Dreame gan freshly tosse his braine With bowres , and beds ...
... thinke that gentle dame so light , For whose defence he was to shed his blood . At last dull wearines of former fight Having yrockt asleepe his irkesome spright , That troublous Dreame gan freshly tosse his braine With bowres , and beds ...
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Archimago armes Artegall beast behold blood bowre brest Britomart brought Calidore chaunce cruell dame daunger deare death delight despight devize dight doest doth dread dreadfull duke of York Eftsoones Elfin knight evermore eyes Faerie Queene Faery faire faire lady farre fayre feare flowre fortune gentle glory goodly grace griefe grone Guyon hand hart hast hath Heaven heavenly hight himselfe honour king knight lady late light litle living lord mighty Mongst mote never nigh noble nought nymphes paine pow'r powre prince queene quoth rage rest sayd seem'd selfe shame shee shepheards SHEPHEARDS CALENDER shew shield shyning sight Sith skie sonne soone sore sorrow spide spright steed streight Sunne sweet thee thence thereof things thou thought trew unto vaine vertue villein weene whenas wight wize wondrous wont wound wretched wyde yron
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Sivu 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.
Sivu 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?
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 413 - O! fayrest goddesse, do thou not envy My love with me to spy: For thou likewise didst love, though now unthought...
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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...
Sivu 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...