The Works of Edmund Spenser, Volume 7

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F. C. & J. Rivington, 1805 - English poetry

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Page 158 - And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion; and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority.
Page 226 - Lastly, came Winter cloathed all in frize, Chattering his teeth for cold that did him chill...
Page 229 - And after her came jolly June, arrayd All in greene leaves, as he a player were; Yet in his time he wrought as well as playd, That by his plough-yrons mote right well appeare...
Page 94 - But in the covert of the wood did byde, Beholding all, yet of them unespyde. There' he did see that pleased much his sight, That even he him selfe his eyes envyde, An hundred naked maidens lilly white All raunged in a ring and dauncing in delight.
Page 324 - OH that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, That I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people...
Page 236 - Then came old January, wrapped well In many weeds to keep the cold away; Yet did he quake and quiver, like to quell, And...
Page 233 - Then came October full of merry glee; For yet his noule was totty of the must. Which he was treading in the wine-fats see.
Page 246 - I well consider all that ye have sayd, And find that all things stedfastnes doe hate And changed be: yet being rightly wayd, They are not changed from their first estate; But by their change their being doe dilate: And turning to themselves at length againe, Doe worke their owne perfection so by fate: Then over them Change doth not rule and raigne; But they raigne over Change, and doe their states maintaine.
Page 98 - Pype, jolly shepheard, pype thou now apace Unto thy love that made thee low to lout: Thy love is present there with thee in place; Thy love is there advaunst to be another Grace.
Page 404 - We will not be of anie occupation, Let such vile vassalls borne to base vocation Drudge in the world, and for their living droyle, Which have no wit to live withouten toyle.