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... Whiles sad Celeno , sitting on a clifte , A song of bale 2 and bitter sorrow sings , That hart of flint asonder could have rifte3 ; Which having ended after him she flyeth swifte . XXIV . All these before the gates of Pluto lay ; By ...
... Whiles sad Celeno , sitting on a clifte , A song of bale 2 and bitter sorrow sings , That hart of flint asonder could have rifte3 ; Which having ended after him she flyeth swifte . XXIV . All these before the gates of Pluto lay ; By ...
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... whiles they on earth did rayne . XLIV . A route of people there assembled were , Of every sort and nation under skye , Which with great uprore preaced 3 to draw nere To th ' upper part , where was advaunced hye A stately siege of ...
... whiles they on earth did rayne . XLIV . A route of people there assembled were , Of every sort and nation under skye , Which with great uprore preaced 3 to draw nere To th ' upper part , where was advaunced hye A stately siege of ...
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... whiles he sterv'd with hunger , and with drouth He daily dyde , yet never throughly 2 dyen couth.3 LIX . The Knight , him seeing labour so in vaine , Askt who he was , and what he meant thereby ? Who , groning deepe , thus answerd him ...
... whiles he sterv'd with hunger , and with drouth He daily dyde , yet never throughly 2 dyen couth.3 LIX . The Knight , him seeing labour so in vaine , Askt who he was , and what he meant thereby ? Who , groning deepe , thus answerd him ...
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... whiles my handes I washt in purity , The whiles my soule was soyld with fowle iniquity . " LXIII . Infinite moe 6 tormented in like paine He there beheld , too long here to be told : Ne Mammon would there let him long remayne , 1 Drent ...
... whiles my handes I washt in purity , The whiles my soule was soyld with fowle iniquity . " LXIII . Infinite moe 6 tormented in like paine He there beheld , too long here to be told : Ne Mammon would there let him long remayne , 1 Drent ...
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... whiles the other ladies mind theyr mery glee . VII . Whom when the Palmer saw , abasht he was Through fear and wonder , that he nought could say , Till him the Childe bespoke ; " Long lackt , alas , Hath bene thy faithfull aide in hard ...
... whiles the other ladies mind theyr mery glee . VII . Whom when the Palmer saw , abasht he was Through fear and wonder , that he nought could say , Till him the Childe bespoke ; " Long lackt , alas , Hath bene thy faithfull aide in hard ...
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armes batteill beast bold bowre brest bright Britomart Britons brought canto carcas chaunge corage courser cruell Dame Damzell daunger deare death deedes despight devize Dight dismayd doth dreadfull earst Eftsoones emongst ensample eternall evermore FAERIE QUEENE Faery Faery Knight faire faire Ladies fayre feare fearefull feendes Florimell flowre Forthy fowle fownd gentle goodly Gorlois griefe groning grownd Guyon hart hath herselfe heven Hight himselfe Hippodames huge Knight Lady late light living Malbecco Mammon Mayd mighty mote nigh noble nought Palmer Paridell powre Prince rowme Satyrane sayd seemd shame shee shield sight Sith sonne soone sore soveraine speare Spenser spide spright Squyre stanza steed straunge sunne sweet thee thou traveill trew unto vaine Villein wanton warlike weene weet wemens whenas Whylome wicked wight wize wondrous wonne wound wyde XLVII XXIII
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Página 153 - Right hard it was for wight which did it heare, To read what manner musicke that mote bee ; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee ; Birdes, voices, instruments, windes, waters, all agree ; The joyous birdes, shrouded in chearefull shade, Their notes unto the voice attempred sweet ; Th' Angelicall soft trembling voyces made To th...
Página 17 - Such as a lamp, whose life does fade away; Or as the moone, cloathed with clowdy night, Does shew to him that walkes in feare and sad affright.
Página 32 - O! th' exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all His works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels He sends to and fro To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe!
Página 15 - Gealosy, out of their sight Sitting alone, his bitter lips did bight ; And trembling Feare still to and fro did fly, And found no place wher safe he shroud him might : Lamenting Sorrow did in darknes lye, And Shame his ugly face did hide from living eye.
Página 115 - As pale and wan as ashes was his looke ; His body leane and meagre as a rake ; And skin all withered like a dryed rooke ; Thereto as cold and drery as a snake ; That seemd to tremble evermore and quake : All in a canvas thin he was bedight, And girded with a belt of twisted brake : Upon his head he wore an helmet light, Made of a dead mans skull, that seemd a ghastly sight : XXIII.
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Página 293 - Daily they grow, and daily forth are sent Into the world, it to replenish more; Yet is the stocke not lessened nor spent, But still remaines in everlasting store, As it at first created was of yore...