A Book of English Poetry1950 |
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Page 125
With suppliant knee , and deify his power Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire - that were low ... arms not worse , in foresight much advanced , We may with more successful hope resolve To wage by force or guile ...
With suppliant knee , and deify his power Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire - that were low ... arms not worse , in foresight much advanced , We may with more successful hope resolve To wage by force or guile ...
Page 137
... arms and trophies , all the while Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds : At which the universal host up - sent A shout , that tore hell's concave , and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night . All in a moment through the ...
... arms and trophies , all the while Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds : At which the universal host up - sent A shout , that tore hell's concave , and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night . All in a moment through the ...
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... arms ! ' cried Mortimer , and couch'd his quivering lance . On a rock , whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , Robed in the sable garb of woe With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; ( Loose his beard and hoary hair ...
... arms ! ' cried Mortimer , and couch'd his quivering lance . On a rock , whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , Robed in the sable garb of woe With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; ( Loose his beard and hoary hair ...
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i The Knight ii The Squire | 15 |
SIR THOMAS WYATT | 21 |
NICHOLAS BRETON | 27 |
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