Complete Works of Edmund Spenser

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Macmillan, 1869 - English poetry - 736 pages
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Page 589 - Almighties view; Of her ye virgins learne obedience, When so ye come into those holy places, To humble your proud faces: Bring her up to th...
Page 590 - And in thy sable mantle us enwrap, From feare of perrill and foule horror free. Let no false treason seeke us to entrap. Nor any dread disquiet once annoy The safety of our joy : But let the night be calme, and quietsome, Without tempestuous storms or sad afray: Lyke as when Jove with fayre Alcmena lay, When he begot the great Tirynthian groome ; Or lyke as when he with thy selfe did lie And begot Majesty.
Page xiv - I was promis'd on a time, To have reason for my rhyme ; From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason." Hereupon the queen gave strict order (not without some check to her treasurer) for the present payment of the hundred pounds she first intended unto him.
Page 589 - Open the temple gates unto my love, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the...
Page 152 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall ; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Page 588 - Phoebus gins to shew his glorious hed. Hark how the cheerefull birds do chaunt theyr laies, And carroll of loves praise! The merry larke hir mattins sings aloft, The thrush replyes, the mavis descant playes, The ouzell shrills, the ruddock warbles soft, So goodly all agree, with sweet consent, To this dayes merriment. Ah! my deere love, why doe ye sleepe thus long, When meeter were that ye should now awake, T' awayt the comming of your joyous make, And hearken to the birds love-learned song, The...
Page 554 - Ne lesse praisworthie are the sisters three, The honor of the noble familie : Of which I meanest boast my selfe to be, And most that unto them I am so nie : Phyllis, Charillis, and sweet Amaryllis. Phyllis, the foire, is eldest of the three : The next to her is bountifull Charillis : But th' youngest is the highest in degree.
Page 589 - There dwels sweet love, and constant chastity, Unspotted fayth, and comely womanhood, Regard of honour, and mild modesty ; There vertue raynes as Queene in royal throne, And giveth lawes alone, The which the base affections doe obay, And yeeld theyr services unto her will ; Ne thought of thing uncomely ever may Thereto approch to tempt her mind to ill. Had ye once scene these her celestial threasures, And unrevealed pleasures, Then would ye wonder, and her prayses sing, That al the woods should answer,...
Page 22 - Though nor in word nor deede ill meriting, Is from her Knight divorced in despayre, And her dew loves deryv'd to that vile Witches shayre.
Page 602 - Thou must him love, and his beheasts embrace ; All other loves, with which the world doth blind Weake fancies, and stirre up affections base, Thou must renounce and utterly displace, And give thy selfe unto him full and free, That full and freely gave himselfe to thee.

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