The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser ...Bell and Daldy, 1866 |
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... blood , and frieseth the wetherbeaten flesh with stormes of Fortune , and hoare frosts of Care . To which purpose the olde man telleth a tale of the Oake and the Bryer , so lively , and so feelingly , as , if the thing were set forth in ...
... blood , and frieseth the wetherbeaten flesh with stormes of Fortune , and hoare frosts of Care . To which purpose the olde man telleth a tale of the Oake and the Bryer , so lively , and so feelingly , as , if the thing were set forth in ...
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... blood forth gushed from her Her scattred brood , soone as their Parent deare 25 They saw so rudely falling to the ground , Groning full deadly , all with troublous feare Gathred themselves about her body round , Weening their wonted ...
... blood forth gushed from her Her scattred brood , soone as their Parent deare 25 They saw so rudely falling to the ground , Groning full deadly , all with troublous feare Gathred themselves about her body round , Weening their wonted ...
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... blood , and for her tender youth . And sayd , " Ah Sir , my liege Lord , and my love , 51 Shall I accuse the hidden cruell fate , And mightie causes wrought in heaven above , Or the blind God that doth me thus amate , For hoped love to ...
... blood , and for her tender youth . And sayd , " Ah Sir , my liege Lord , and my love , 51 Shall I accuse the hidden cruell fate , And mightie causes wrought in heaven above , Or the blind God that doth me thus amate , For hoped love to ...
Page 126
... 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 , and ladies deare delight : But , when he saw his labour all was ...
... 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 , and ladies deare delight : But , when he saw his labour all was ...
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... blood to spare ? " Then , groning deep ; " Nor damned Ghost , " ( qd . he , ) 33 " Nor guileful sprite to thee these words doth speake ; But once a man , Fradubio , now a tree ; Wretched man , wretched tree ! whose nature weake A cruell ...
... blood to spare ? " Then , groning deep ; " Nor damned Ghost , " ( qd . he , ) 33 " Nor guileful sprite to thee these words doth speake ; But once a man , Fradubio , now a tree ; Wretched man , wretched tree ! whose nature weake A cruell ...
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Page 75 - And on his brest a bloodie 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.
Page 105 - Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward ; And, when she wakt, he wayted diligent, With humble service to her will prepard : From her fayre eyes he tooke commandement, And ever by her lookes conceived her intent.
Page 76 - So pure and innocent, as that same lambe, She was in life and every vertuous lore, And by descent from royall lynage came Of ancient kinges and queenes, that had of yore Their scepters stretcht from east to westerne shore...
Page 57 - In that Faery Queene I meane zlory in my generall intention, but in my particular I conceive the most excellent and glorious person of our soveraine the Queene, and her kingdome in Faery land.
Page 75 - A GENTLE Knight was pricking on the plaine, Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde, Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine, The cruell markes of many a bloody fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield : His angry steede did chide his foming bitt, As much disdayning to the curbe to yield : Full jolly knight he seemd, and faire did sitt, As one for knightly giusts and fierce encounters fitt.
Page 85 - 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.
Page 89 - By this the Northerne wagoner" had set His sevenfold teme behind the stedfast starre, That was in Ocean waves yet never wet, But firme is fixt, and sendeth light from farre To all, that in the wide deepe wandring arre: And chearefull Chaunticlere with his note shrill Had warned once, that Phoebus...
Page 104 - O how can beautie maister the most strong, And simple truth subdue avenging wrong! Whose yielded...
Page 104 - Forgetfull of the hungry rage, which late Him prickt, in pittie of my sad estate : — But he, my lyon, and my noble lord, How does he find in cruell hart to hate Her, that him lov'd, and ever most adord As the god of my life ? why hath he me abhord ?" VIII. Redounding teares did choke th...
Page 8 - A shaft in earnest snatched, And hit me running in the heele : For then I little smart did feele, But soone it sore encreased ; And now it ranckleth more and more, And inwardly it festreth sore, Ne wote I how to cease it.