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... BEAUTIE AN HYMNE OF HEAVENLY LOVE AN HYMNE OF HEAVENLY BEAUTIE 754 PROTHALAMION • COMMENDATORY SONNETS APPENDIX . · 759 • · 762 764 A LIST OF REJECTED READINGS 774 NOTES 779 A CATALOGUE OF PERSONS , PLACES , ANIMALS , AND THINGS 814 ...
... BEAUTIE AN HYMNE OF HEAVENLY LOVE AN HYMNE OF HEAVENLY BEAUTIE 754 PROTHALAMION • COMMENDATORY SONNETS APPENDIX . · 759 • · 762 764 A LIST OF REJECTED READINGS 774 NOTES 779 A CATALOGUE OF PERSONS , PLACES , ANIMALS , AND THINGS 814 ...
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... Beauties queene , Venus , to whome Paris ad- judged the goldden apple , as the pryce of her beautie . EMBLEME . The meaning hereof is very ambiguous : for Perigot by his poesie claming the conquest , and Willye not yeelding , Cuddie the ...
... Beauties queene , Venus , to whome Paris ad- judged the goldden apple , as the pryce of her beautie . EMBLEME . The meaning hereof is very ambiguous : for Perigot by his poesie claming the conquest , and Willye not yeelding , Cuddie the ...
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... beautie ( as he sayd afore ) can no more flourish . With cakes , fit for shepheards bankets . Heame , for home after the northerne pro- nouncing . Tinct , deyed or stayned . 60 The gaudie . The meaning is , that the things which were ...
... beautie ( as he sayd afore ) can no more flourish . With cakes , fit for shepheards bankets . Heame , for home after the northerne pro- nouncing . Tinct , deyed or stayned . 60 The gaudie . The meaning is , that the things which were ...
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... beautie , which was the cause of his whote love . Venus , the goddesse of beauty or pleasure . Also a signe in heaven , as it is here taken . So The elgrac note throng . he meaneth that beautie , which hath alwayes aspect to Venus , was ...
... beautie , which was the cause of his whote love . Venus , the goddesse of beauty or pleasure . Also a signe in heaven , as it is here taken . So The elgrac note throng . he meaneth that beautie , which hath alwayes aspect to Venus , was ...
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... beautie did beholde , Could not from teares my melting eyes with- holde . IV Soone after this a giaunt came in place , Of wondrous power , and of exceeding stat- ure , That none durst vewe the horror of his face ; Yet was he milde of ...
... beautie did beholde , Could not from teares my melting eyes with- holde . IV Soone after this a giaunt came in place , Of wondrous power , and of exceeding stat- ure , That none durst vewe the horror of his face ; Yet was he milde of ...
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Page 760 - Jove himself, when he a swan would be For love of Leda, whiter did appear: Yet Leda was they say as white as he, Yet not so white as these, nor nothing near.
Page 737 - Arysing forth to run her mighty race, Clad all in white, that seemes a virgin best. So well it her beseemes, that ye would weene Some angell she had beene. Her long loose yellow locks lyke golden wyre...
Page 280 - How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skyes, like flying pursuivant, Against fowle feendes to ayd us militant! They for us fight, they watch, and dewly ward. And their bright squadrons round about us plant; And all for love, and nothing for reward; O, why should heavenly God to men have such regard ! EDMUND SPENSER.
Page 761 - Thy country may be freed from forraine harmes; And great Elisaes glorious name may ring Through al the world, fil'd with thy wide Alarmes, Which some brave muse may sing To ages following, Upon the Brydale day, which is not long: Sweete Themmes ! runne softly till I end my Song.
Page 740 - And, for the guerdon of theyr glorious merit, May heavenly tabernacles there inherit, Of blessed Saints for to increase the count. So let us rest, sweet love, in hope of this, And cease till then our tymely joyes to sing : The woods no more us answer, nor our eccho ring ! Song ! made in lieu of many ornaments, With which my love should duly have been dect, Which cutting off...
Page 215 - And vanquisht them, unable to withstand: From thence a Faery thee unweeting reft, There as thou slepst in tender swadling band, And her base Elfin brood there for thee left: Such men do chaungelings call, so chaungd by Faeries theft.
Page 502 - So oft as I with state of present time The image of the antique world compare, When as mans age was in his freshest prime, And the first blossome of faire vertue bare; Such oddes I finde twixt those, and these which are, As that, through long continuance of his course, Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square From the first point of his appointed sourse; And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse: II.
Page 732 - Not so, quod I ; let baser things devize To dy in dust, but you shall live by fame : My verse your vertues rare shall Eternize, And in the hevens wryte your glorious name. Where, whenas death shall all the world subdew, Our love shall live, and later life renew.
Page 761 - An house of auncient fame. There when they came, whereas those bricky towres, The which on Themmes brode aged backe doe ryde, Where now the studious Lawyers have their bowers There whylome wont the Templer Knights to byde...
Page 101 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To wast long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to day, to be put back to morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow...