Book I of The Faery QueeneClarendon Press, 1869 - 251 páginas |
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... hart , Lay now thy deadly heben bow apart , bou And with thy mother milde come to mine ayde ; Come both , and with you bring triumphant Mart , In loves and gentle jollities arrayd , After his murdrous spoiles and bloudy rage allayd . 4 ...
... hart , Lay now thy deadly heben bow apart , bou And with thy mother milde come to mine ayde ; Come both , and with you bring triumphant Mart , In loves and gentle jollities arrayd , After his murdrous spoiles and bloudy rage allayd . 4 ...
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... hart did earne year To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe , and his new force to learne ; Upon his foe , a dragon horrible and stearne . B first the devil , the father of lies , then the power of Shein and Коже Rome , as ...
... hart did earne year To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe , and his new force to learne ; Upon his foe , a dragon horrible and stearne . B first the devil , the father of lies , then the power of Shein and Коже Rome , as ...
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... hart of flint would rew The undeserved woes and sorrowes , which ye shew . 27 Henceforth in safe assuraunce may ye rest , Having both found a new friend you to aid , And lost an old foe that did you molest : Better new friend then an ...
... hart of flint would rew The undeserved woes and sorrowes , which ye shew . 27 Henceforth in safe assuraunce may ye rest , Having both found a new friend you to aid , And lost an old foe that did you molest : Better new friend then an ...
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... hart perst with so great agony , When such I see , that all for pitty I could die . filles with And now it is empassioned so deepe , paction , fling For fairest Unaes sake , of whom I sing , wile Mogether That my fraile eyes these lines ...
... hart perst with so great agony , When such I see , that all for pitty I could die . filles with And now it is empassioned so deepe , paction , fling For fairest Unaes sake , of whom I sing , wile Mogether That my fraile eyes these lines ...
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... hart gan melt in great compassion , And drizling teares did shed for pure affection . 7 The lyon lord of everie beast in field , Quoth she , his princely puissance doth abate , And mightie proud to humble weake does yield , Forgetfull ...
... hart gan melt in great compassion , And drizling teares did shed for pure affection . 7 The lyon lord of everie beast in field , Quoth she , his princely puissance doth abate , And mightie proud to humble weake does yield , Forgetfull ...
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Archimago Ariosto armes armour beast blood bloud brest CANTO Chaucer cloth College cruell dame dead deadly deare death doth dragon dread dreadfull Du Cange Edition elfin knight English eternall eyes Faery Queene faire fall fast fcap feare fell fierce fight gentle Gloss goodly Goth grace griefe groning hand hart hath heaven heavenly hight house of Pride Icel king lady Latin light Lord Lord Leicester mighty never nigh nought Oriel College Oxford paine Paynim phrase poets powre pret pride Prince Arthur proud quoth rage Red Cross Red Cross Knight says seemd seems selfe sense Shepheards Calender shew shield shyning sight sonne sore sorrow Spenser spide stanza subst Tale thee thence thou tree truth unto vaine verb viii wandring weary weene whence wondrous wont word wound wyde yron
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Página 10 - At length they chaunst to meet upon the way An aged Sire, in long blacke weedes yclad, His feete all bare, his beard all hoarie gray, And by his belt his booke he hanging had ; Sober he seemde, and very sagely sad, And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent, Simple in shew, and voide of malice bad, And all the way he prayed, as he went, And often knockt his brest, as one that did repent.
Página 69 - And oft, for dread of hurt, would him advise The angry beastes not rashly to despise, Nor too much to provoke ; for he would learne The Lyon stoup to him in lowly wise, (A lesson hard) and make the Libbard sterne Leave roaring, when in rage he for revenge did earne.
Página 4 - Behind her farre away a Dwarfe did lag, That lasie seemd, in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
Página 168 - Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate; Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Página 3 - 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. Right faithfull true he was in deede and word, But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.
Página 152 - The blazing brightnesse of her beauties beame, And glorious light of her sunshyny face, To tell, were as to strive against the streame: My ragged rimes are all too rude and bace Her heavenly lineaments for to enchace. Ne wonder; for her own deare loved knight, All were she dayly with himselfe in place, Did wonder much at her celestial! sight: Oft had he seene her faire, but never so faire dight.
Página 8 - Her vomit full of bookes and papers was, With loathly frogs and toades, which eyes did lacke, And creeping sought way in the weedy gras : Her filthie parbreake all the place defiled has.
Página 114 - Come, come away, fraile, feeble, fleshly wight, Ne let vaine words bewitch thy manly hart) Ne divelish thoughts dismay thy constant spright. In heavenly mercies hast thou not a part ? Why shouldst thou then despeire, that chosen art?
Página 11 - A little lowly Hermitage it was, Downe in a dale, hard by a forests side, Far from resort of people, that did pas In...
Página 3 - To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe, and his new force to learne; Upon his foe, a Dragon horrible and stearne.