Book I of The Faery QueeneClarendon Press, 1883 - 257 pages |
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Page xxviii
... Armes of a knight , and his speare in the dwarfes hand . She falling before the Queene of Faeries , complayned that her father and mother , an ancient King and Queene , had bene by an huge dragon many yeers shut up in a brazen Castle ...
... Armes of a knight , and his speare in the dwarfes hand . She falling before the Queene of Faeries , complayned that her father and mother , an ancient King and Queene , had bene by an huge dragon many yeers shut up in a brazen Castle ...
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... armes and silver shielde , Wherein old dints of deepe wounds did remaine , The cruel markes of many a bloudy fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield : His angry steede did chide his foming bitt , As much disdayning to the ...
... armes and silver shielde , Wherein old dints of deepe wounds did remaine , The cruel markes of many a bloudy fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield : His angry steede did chide his foming bitt , As much disdayning to the ...
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... armes he was yclad anon , And silver shield , upon his coward brest A bloudy crosse , and on his craven crest A bounch of haires discolourd diversly . Full jolly knight he seemde , and well addrest , And when he sate upon his courser ...
... armes he was yclad anon , And silver shield , upon his coward brest A bloudy crosse , and on his craven crest A bounch of haires discolourd diversly . Full jolly knight he seemde , and well addrest , And when he sate upon his courser ...
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... armes abroad , with gray mosse overcast ; And their greene leaves trembling with every blast , Made a calme shadow far in compasse round : The fearfull shepheard often there aghast Under them never sat , ne wont there sound His mery ...
... armes abroad , with gray mosse overcast ; And their greene leaves trembling with every blast , Made a calme shadow far in compasse round : The fearfull shepheard often there aghast Under them never sat , ne wont there sound His mery ...
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... armes embost , Yet knight was not for all his bragging bost , But subtill Archimag , that Una sought By traynes into new troubles to have tost : Of that old woman tidings he besought , If that of such a ladie she could tellen ought . 25 ...
... armes embost , Yet knight was not for all his bragging bost , But subtill Archimag , that Una sought By traynes into new troubles to have tost : Of that old woman tidings he besought , If that of such a ladie she could tellen ought . 25 ...
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Archimago Ariosto armes armour Bartsch beast blood bloud Brachet brest CANTO Chanson de Roland Chaucer Cotgrave cruell dame deadly deare death Dict Diez doth dragon dread dreadfull Ducange elfin knight English eternall evil eyes Faery Queene faire false Duessa fast feare fell fierce fight gentle Gloss goodly Goth grace griefe groning hand hart hath heaven heavenly hight house of Pride Icel king lady Latin light lord Lord Leicester meaning mighty Milton Nares never nigh nought paine Paynim phrase poets powre pret pride Prince Arthur pron proud quoth rage Red Cross Knight seemd seems selfe sense Shepheards Calender shew shield shyning sight Skeat s.v. sonne sore Spenser spide Stratmann sweet thee thence thou tree truth unto vaine verb viii wandring weary weene wondrous wont word wound wyde yron
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Page 6 - Yea but (quoth she) the perill of this place I better wot then you, though now too late To wish you backe returne with foule disgrace, Yet wisedome warnes, whilest foot is in the gate, To stay the steppe, ere forced to retrate. This is the wandring wood, this Errours den, A monster vile, whom God and man does hate : Therefore I read beware. Fly, fly (quoth then The fearefull Dwarfe) this is no place for living men.
Page 28 - The lyon would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong gard Of her chast person, and a faithfull mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard : Still when she slept, he kept both watch and ward, And when she wakt, he waited diligent, With humble service to her will prepard : From her faire eyes he tooke commandement, And ever by her lookes conceived her intent.
Page 163 - In that Faery Queene I meane glory 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 8 - That from their noyance he no where can rest; But with his clownish hands their tender wings He brusheth oft, and oft doth mar their murmurings.
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 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 8 - Her vomit full of bookes and papers was, With loathly frogs and toades, which eyes did lacke, And creeping sought way in the weedy gras: Her filthy parbreake all the place defiled has.
Page xxv - The generall end therefore of all the booke is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in vertuous and gentle discipline : Which for that I conceived shoulde be most plausible and pleasing, being coloured with an historicall fiction, the which the most part of men delight to read, rather for variety of matter then for profite of the ensample...
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 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.