The Canterbury tales and Faerie queene, with other poems of Chaucer and Spenser, ed. with notes by D.L. Purves

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W.P. Nimmo, 1870 - 624 pages

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Page 406 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet: The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call: The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Page 388 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly 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 ? The Faerie Queen, Book II.
Page 311 - Dwarfe did lag, That lasie seemd, in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
Page 320 - The lion would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong guard Of her chaste person, and a faithful mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard ; Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward ; And, when she wak'd he waited diligent, With humble service to her will prepar'd : From her fair eyes he took commandement, And ever by her looks conceived her intent.
Page 305 - The generall end therefore of all the booke is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in vertuous and gentle discipline...
Page 311 - Upon a great adventure he was bound, That greatest Gloriana to him gave, (That greatest glorious queen of fairy lond,) To win him worship, and her grace to have, Which of all earthly things he most did crave...
Page 44 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, withouten any compaignye.
Page 403 - Guyons senses softly tickeled, That he the boteman bad row easily, And let him heare some part of their rare melody.
Page 425 - To see so faire things mard, and spoyled quight : And their great mother Venus did lament The losse of her deare brood, her deare delight : Her hart was pierst with...
Page 295 - At length they all to merry London came, To merry London, my most kindly nurse, That to me gave this life's first native source, Though from another place I take my name, An house of ancient fame. There when they came, whereas those bricky towers The which on Thames...

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