The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Volume 2William Pickering, 1839 - English poetry |
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... sight ; His face with smoke was tand , and eies were bleard , His head and beard with sout 4 were ill bedight , 5 His cole - blacke hands did seeme to have ben seard In smythes fire - spitting forge , and nayles like clawes appeard . IV ...
... sight ; His face with smoke was tand , and eies were bleard , His head and beard with sout 4 were ill bedight , 5 His cole - blacke hands did seeme to have ben seard In smythes fire - spitting forge , and nayles like clawes appeard . IV ...
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... sight , And downe them poured through an hole full wide Into the hollow earth , them there to hide : But Guyon , lightly to him leaping , stayd His hand that trembled as one terrifyde ; And though himselfe were at the sight dismayd , 8 ...
... sight , And downe them poured through an hole full wide Into the hollow earth , them there to hide : But Guyon , lightly to him leaping , stayd His hand that trembled as one terrifyde ; And though himselfe were at the sight dismayd , 8 ...
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... sight and powre of al which them poursew . " XX . " What secret place , " quoth he , " can safely hold So huge a masse , and hide from heavens eie ? Or where hast thou thy wonne , 5 that so much gold Thou canst preserve from wrong and ...
... sight and powre of al which them poursew . " XX . " What secret place , " quoth he , " can safely hold So huge a masse , and hide from heavens eie ? Or where hast thou thy wonne , 5 that so much gold Thou canst preserve from wrong and ...
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... sight Sitting alone , his bitter lips did bight ; And trembling Feare still to and fro did fly , And found no place wher safe he shroud him might : Lamenting Sorrow did in darknes lye ; And Shame his ugly face did hide from living eye ...
... sight Sitting alone , his bitter lips did bight ; And trembling Feare still to and fro did fly , And found no place wher safe he shroud him might : Lamenting Sorrow did in darknes lye ; And Shame his ugly face did hide from living eye ...
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... sight ; And every Feend his busie paines applyde To melt the golden metall , ready to be tryde . XXXVI . One with great bellowes gathered filling ayre , And with forst wind the fewell did inflame ; Another did the dying bronds repayre ...
... sight ; And every Feend his busie paines applyde To melt the golden metall , ready to be tryde . XXXVI . One with great bellowes gathered filling ayre , And with forst wind the fewell did inflame ; Another did the dying bronds repayre ...
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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.