The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Volume 2William Pickering, 1839 - English poetry |
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... passing spake unto them nought . But th ' Elfin Knight with wonder all the way Did feed his eyes , and fild his inner thought . At last him to a little dore he brought , That to the gate of hell , which gaped wide , Was next adioyning ...
... passing spake unto them nought . But th ' Elfin Knight with wonder all the way Did feed his eyes , and fild his inner thought . At last him to a little dore he brought , That to the gate of hell , which gaped wide , Was next adioyning ...
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... passing th ' hight of men terrestriall ; Like an huge gyant of the Titans race ; That made him scorne all creatures great and small , And with his pride all others powre deface : More fitt emongst black fiendes then 6 men to have his ...
... passing th ' hight of men terrestriall ; Like an huge gyant of the Titans race ; That made him scorne all creatures great and small , And with his pride all others powre deface : More fitt emongst black fiendes then 6 men to have his ...
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... passing by , forth ledd her guestes anone Into the kitchin rowme , ne spard for nicenesse none . XXIX . It was a vaut 3 ybuilt for great dispence , With many raunges reard along the wall , And one great chimney , whose long tonnell ...
... passing by , forth ledd her guestes anone Into the kitchin rowme , ne spard for nicenesse none . XXIX . It was a vaut 3 ybuilt for great dispence , With many raunges reard along the wall , And one great chimney , whose long tonnell ...
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... sumptuous bed shee made him to be layd ; And , al the while his wounds were dressing , by him stayd . 1 Eftesoones , immediately . 11 * CANTO XII . Guyon , by Palmers governaunce , Passing C. XI . 125 THE FAERIE QUEENE .
... sumptuous bed shee made him to be layd ; And , al the while his wounds were dressing , by him stayd . 1 Eftesoones , immediately . 11 * CANTO XII . Guyon , by Palmers governaunce , Passing C. XI . 125 THE FAERIE QUEENE .
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Edmund Spenser. CANTO XII . Guyon , by Palmers governaunce , Passing through perilles great , Doth overthrow the Bowre of Blis , And Acrasy defeat . I. Now ginnes that goodly frame of Temperaunce Fayrely to rise , and her adorned hed To ...
Edmund Spenser. CANTO XII . Guyon , by Palmers governaunce , Passing through perilles great , Doth overthrow the Bowre of Blis , And Acrasy defeat . I. Now ginnes that goodly frame of Temperaunce Fayrely to rise , and her adorned hed To ...
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Page 32 - But, oh! the exceeding grace Of highest God ! that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, — to serve his wicked foe.
Page 150 - And over all of purest gold was spred A trayle of yvie in his native hew; For the rich metall was so coloured, That wight who did not well avis'd it vew Would surely deeme it to bee yvie trew: Low his lascivious armes adown did creepe, That themselves dipping in the silver dew Their fleecy flowres they fearefully did steepe, Which drops of Christall seemd for wantones to weep.
Page 153 - Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a daintie eare, Such as attonce might not on living ground, Save in this Paradise, be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it heare, To read what manner musicke that mote bee ; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee ; Birdes, voices, instruments, windes, waters, all agree ; The joyous birdes, shrouded in chearefull shade, Their notes unto the voice attempred sweet ; Th...
Page 32 - And is there care in Heaven ? and is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is...
Page 154 - And all that while, right over him she hong, With her false eyes fast fixed in his sight, As seeking medicine, whence she was stong, Or greedily depasturing delight : And oft inclining downe with kisses light, For feare of waking him, his lips bedewd, And through his humid eyes did sucke his spright, Quite molten into lust and pleasure lewd ; Wherewith she sighed soft, as if his case she rewd.
Page 14 - What secret place," quoth he, " can safely hold So huge a masse, and hide from heavens eie? Or where hast thou thy wonne, that so much gold Thou canst preserve from wrong and robbery ? " " Come thou," quoth he,
Page 291 - He letteth in, he letteth out to wend, All that to come into the world desire; A thousand thousand naked babes...
Page 153 - Right hard it was for wight which did it heare, To read what manner musicke that mote bee ; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee ; Birdes, voices, instruments, windes, waters, all agree ; The joyous birdes, shrouded in chearefull shade, Their notes unto the voice attempred sweet ; Th' Angelicall soft trembling voyces made To th...
Page 8 - So, long he yode, yet no adventure found, Which fame of her shrill trompet worthy reedes ; For still he traveild through wide wastfull ground, That nought but desert wildernesse shewed all around.
Page 17 - Such as a lamp, whose life does fade away; Or as the moone, cloathed with clowdy night, Does shew to him that walkes in feare and sad affright.