Book I of The Faery QueeneClarendon Press, 1869 - 251 pages |
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... vaine : God helpe the man so wrapt in Errours endlesse traine . Save 19 His lady sad to see his sore constraint , bile Cride out , Now now Sir knight , shew what ye bee , Add faith unto your force , and be not faint : Strangle her ...
... vaine : God helpe the man so wrapt in Errours endlesse traine . Save 19 His lady sad to see his sore constraint , bile Cride out , Now now Sir knight , shew what ye bee , Add faith unto your force , and be not faint : Strangle her ...
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... vaine : So sound he slept , that nought mought him awake . Then rudely he him thrust , and pusht with paine , Whereat he gan to stretch : but he againe Shooke him so hard , that forced him to speake . it forces . As one then in a dreame ...
... vaine : So sound he slept , that nought mought him awake . Then rudely he him thrust , and pusht with paine , Whereat he gan to stretch : but he againe Shooke him so hard , that forced him to speake . it forces . As one then in a dreame ...
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... vaine , He cast about , and searcht his baleful bookes againe . * * * * * 7 Now when the rosy - fingred morning faire , Weary of aged Tithones saffron bed , * hood Had spread her purple robe through deawy aire , And the high hils Titan ...
... vaine , He cast about , and searcht his baleful bookes againe . * * * * * 7 Now when the rosy - fingred morning faire , Weary of aged Tithones saffron bed , * hood Had spread her purple robe through deawy aire , And the high hils Titan ...
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... vaine : pred For him so far had borne his light - foot steede , on Pricked with wrath and fiery fierce disdaine , That him to follow was but fruitlesse paine ; Yet she her weary limbes would never rest , But every hil and dale , each ...
... vaine : pred For him so far had borne his light - foot steede , on Pricked with wrath and fiery fierce disdaine , That him to follow was but fruitlesse paine ; Yet she her weary limbes would never rest , But every hil and dale , each ...
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... vaine Fradubio did lament , And knew well all was true . But the good knight , Full of sad feare and ghastly dreriment , rrow , t sadness When all this speech the living tree had spent , The bleeding bough did thrust into the ground ...
... vaine Fradubio did lament , And knew well all was true . But the good knight , Full of sad feare and ghastly dreriment , rrow , t sadness When all this speech the living tree had spent , The bleeding bough did thrust into the ground ...
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Page 10 - At length they chaunst to meet upon the way An aged Sire, in long blacke weedes yclad, His feete all bare, his beard all hoarie gray, And by his belt his booke he hanging had ; Sober he seemde, and very sagely sad, And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent, Simple in shew, and voide of malice bad, And all the way he prayed, as he went, And often knockt his brest, as one that did repent.
Page 69 - And oft, for dread of hurt, would him advise The angry beastes not rashly to despise, Nor too much to provoke ; for he would learne The Lyon stoup to him in lowly wise, (A lesson hard) and make the Libbard sterne Leave roaring, when in rage he for revenge did earne.
Page 4 - Behind her farre away a Dwarfe did lag, That lasie seemd, in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
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 - 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. Right faithfull true he was in deede and word, But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.
Page 152 - The blazing brightnesse of her beauties beame, And glorious light of her sunshyny face, To tell, were as to strive against the streame: My ragged rimes are all too rude and bace Her heavenly lineaments for to enchace. Ne wonder; for her own deare loved knight, All were she dayly with himselfe in place, Did wonder much at her celestial! sight: Oft had he seene her faire, but never so faire dight.
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 filthie parbreake all the place defiled has.
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 11 - A little lowly Hermitage it was, Downe in a dale, hard by a forests side, Far from resort of people, that did pas In...
Page 3 - To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe, and his new force to learne; Upon his foe, a Dragon horrible and stearne.