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... heaven thy praises tell . " Sir John Harington published his translation of the Orlando Furioso in 1591 ; and , in a note to the Sixteenth Canto , we read : - " And our English Pe- trarke , Sir Philip Sidney , or ( as Sir Walter Raleigh ...
... heaven thy praises tell . " Sir John Harington published his translation of the Orlando Furioso in 1591 ; and , in a note to the Sixteenth Canto , we read : - " And our English Pe- trarke , Sir Philip Sidney , or ( as Sir Walter Raleigh ...
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... heaven gan overhaile : Which seene , the pensife boy , halfe in despight , Arose , and homeward drove his sonned sheepe , Whose hanging heads did seeme his carefull case to weepe . COLINS EMBLEME . Auchora speme . FEBRUARIE . EGLOGA ...
... heaven gan overhaile : Which seene , the pensife boy , halfe in despight , Arose , and homeward drove his sonned sheepe , Whose hanging heads did seeme his carefull case to weepe . COLINS EMBLEME . Auchora speme . FEBRUARIE . EGLOGA ...
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... 90 100 " Bene they not Bay braunches which they doe beare , " All for Elisa in her hand to weare ? " So sweetly they play , “ And sing all the way , " That it a heaven is to heare . " Lo ! how finely the Graces can it foote I. D APRIL . 33.
... 90 100 " Bene they not Bay braunches which they doe beare , " All for Elisa in her hand to weare ? " So sweetly they play , “ And sing all the way , " That it a heaven is to heare . " Lo ! how finely the Graces can it foote I. D APRIL . 33.
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... heaven . 66 And whither rennes this bevie of Ladies bright , " raunged in a rowe ? " They bene all Ladyes of the lake behight , 66 " that unto her goe . Chloris , that is the chiefest Nymph of al , " Of Olive braunches beares a Coronall ...
... heaven . 66 And whither rennes this bevie of Ladies bright , " raunged in a rowe ? " They bene all Ladyes of the lake behight , 66 " that unto her goe . Chloris , that is the chiefest Nymph of al , " Of Olive braunches beares a Coronall ...
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... heavens height . Thou findest faulte where nys to be found , And buildest strong warke upon a weake ground . Thou raylest on right withouten reason , And blamest hem much for small encheason . How shoulden shepheardes live , if not so ...
... heavens height . Thou findest faulte where nys to be found , And buildest strong warke upon a weake ground . Thou raylest on right withouten reason , And blamest hem much for small encheason . How shoulden shepheardes live , if not so ...
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Archimago beare beast blood bowre braunches brest Canto carefull chaunce Clout's come Home Colin Clout's corage cruell Cuddie Dame deadly deare death delight Diggon dore doth dreadfull Duessa Edmund Spenser EGLOGA Elfin knight eternall eyes Faerie Queene faire false farre fayre feare flocke flowre Gabriel Harvey girlonds goodly grace griefe groned hart Harvey hast hath heaven Hobbinoll Ireland Kidde Kilcolman knight Lady lasse living Lord Lord Grey maister mightie mought Muse never nigh noble payne Pembroke Hall Piers poem poet poet's Ponsonby powre pype quoth rage Raleigh Rosalind sayd sayne seemd seems selfe shee sheepe Shepheardes Calender shew shield shyne sight Sike Sir Walter Raleigh sith sizar sonne sonnet sore sweete teares thee theyr thilke thou unto vaine verse vertue wandring weary weene wight wont wyde yron
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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.