Book 1 of the Faery QueeneClarendon Press, 1875 - 251 pages |
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... proud endeavours which had , just half a century before , gilded the last moments of the German Ritterdom - the knight- estate , with its dream of a world to be regenerated by the Gospel and the knightly sword . We think of Ulrich von ...
... proud endeavours which had , just half a century before , gilded the last moments of the German Ritterdom - the knight- estate , with its dream of a world to be regenerated by the Gospel and the knightly sword . We think of Ulrich von ...
Page xiv
... proud giant , and is wellnigh cast away . At this point Una , who has gone through many troubles ( so truth is tried ) in the search after her Knight , meets with Prince Arthur , in whom we may recognise that spiritual help which ...
... proud giant , and is wellnigh cast away . At this point Una , who has gone through many troubles ( so truth is tried ) in the search after her Knight , meets with Prince Arthur , in whom we may recognise that spiritual help which ...
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... unexpressed . Great deeds , great discoveries , and men of capacity moving among them , had roused the spirit of the nation . The people were proud of their Queen and their freedom ; the new aristocracy was b 2 INTRODUCTION . xix.
... unexpressed . Great deeds , great discoveries , and men of capacity moving among them , had roused the spirit of the nation . The people were proud of their Queen and their freedom ; the new aristocracy was b 2 INTRODUCTION . xix.
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... proud and tall , The vine - prop elme , the poplar never dry , The builder oake , sole king of forrests all , The aspine good for staves , the cypresse funerall , 9 The laurell , meed of mightie conquerours And poets sage , the firre ...
... proud and tall , The vine - prop elme , the poplar never dry , The builder oake , sole king of forrests all , The aspine good for staves , the cypresse funerall , 9 The laurell , meed of mightie conquerours And poets sage , the firre ...
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... proud Sarazin To meete me wandring ; who perforce me led With him away , but yet could never win ; There lies he now with foule dishonour dead , Who whiles he livde , was called proud Sans foy , The eldest of three brethren , all three ...
... proud Sarazin To meete me wandring ; who perforce me led With him away , but yet could never win ; There lies he now with foule dishonour dead , Who whiles he livde , was called proud Sans foy , The eldest of three brethren , all three ...
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Archimago Ariosto armes armour banns of marriage beast blood bloud brest CANTO Chaucer cruell dame dead deadly deare death doth dragon dread dreadfull Du Cange elfin knight English eternall eyes Faery Queene faire false Duessa fast feare feeble fell fierce fight gentle Gloss goodly Goth grace griefe groning hand hart hast hath heaven heavenly hight house of Pride Icel king lady Latin light lord Lord Leicester mighty never nigh nought paine Paynim phrase Piers Ploughman poets powre pray pret pride Prince Arthur pron proud quoth rage 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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Page 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.
Page 15 - 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...
Page xxvi - I have followed all the antique Poets historicall; first Homere, who in the Persons of Agamemnon and Ulysses hath ensampled a good governour and a vertuous man, the one in his Ilias, the other in his Odysseis: then Virgil, whose like intention was to doe in the person of Aeneas: after him Ariosto comprised them both in his Orlando : and lately Tasso dissevered them...
Page 118 - She was araied all in lilly white, And in her right hand bore a cup of gold, With wine and water fild up to the hight, In which a serpent did himselfe enfold, That horrour made to all that did behold ; But she no...
Page 13 - 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 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?
Page 6 - And as she lay upon the durtie ground, Her huge long taile her den all overspred, Yet was in knots and many boughtes upwound, Pointed with mortall sting.
Page xxviii - Queene to assygne her some one of her knights to take on him that exployt. Presently that clownish person, upstarting, desired that adventure : whereat the Queene much wondering, and the Lady much gainesaying, yet he earnestly importuned his desire.
Page 3 - 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 82 - Upon the top of all his loftie crest, A bunch of haires discolourd diversly, With sprincled pearle, and gold full richly drest, Did shake, and seemd to daunce for jollity ; Like to an almond tree ymounted hye On top of greene Selinis all alone, With blossoms brave bedecked daintily; Whose tender locks do tremble every one At every little breath, that under heaven is blowne.