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... mote it not abide ; And his new lady it endured not . There they alight , in hope themselves to hide From the fierce heat , and rest their weary limbs a tide . XXX . Faire - seemely pleasaunce each to other makes , With goodly purposes ...
... mote it not abide ; And his new lady it endured not . There they alight , in hope themselves to hide From the fierce heat , and rest their weary limbs a tide . XXX . Faire - seemely pleasaunce each to other makes , With goodly purposes ...
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... mote ye please Well to accept , and evermore embrace My faithfull service , that by land and seas Have vowd to defend : now then your plaint appease . ' you XXX . His lovely words her seemd due recompence Of all her passed paines : one ...
... mote ye please Well to accept , and evermore embrace My faithfull service , that by land and seas Have vowd to defend : now then your plaint appease . ' you XXX . His lovely words her seemd due recompence Of all her passed paines : one ...
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... mote raise , He would at her request prolong her nephews daies . XLII . " Ah dame , " quoth he , " thou temptest me in vaine To dare the thing , which daily yet I rew ; And the old cause of my continued paine With like attempt to like ...
... mote raise , He would at her request prolong her nephews daies . XLII . " Ah dame , " quoth he , " thou temptest me in vaine To dare the thing , which daily yet I rew ; And the old cause of my continued paine With like attempt to like ...
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... mote not the same endure to vew . Which when the gyaunt spyde with staring eye , He downe let fall his arme , and soft withdrew His weapon huge , that heaved was on hye For to have slain the man , that on the ground did lye . XX . And ...
... mote not the same endure to vew . Which when the gyaunt spyde with staring eye , He downe let fall his arme , and soft withdrew His weapon huge , that heaved was on hye For to have slain the man , that on the ground did lye . XX . And ...
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... mote perce ; ne might his co With dint of swerd , nor push of pointed spe Which , as an eagle , seeing pray appeare , His aery plumes doth rouze full rudely dig So shaked he , that horror was to heare : For , as the clashing of an armor ...
... mote perce ; ne might his co With dint of swerd , nor push of pointed spe Which , as an eagle , seeing pray appeare , His aery plumes doth rouze full rudely dig So shaked he , that horror was to heare : For , as the clashing of an armor ...
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Archimago armes Artegall beast behold blood brest Britomart brought Calidore chaunce courser cruell dame damzell daunger deadly deare despight devize dight dismayd doth dread dreadfull Eftsoones elfin knight evermore eyes Faery Faery knight Faery Queene faire faire ladies farre fast fayre feare fell fierce fight Florimell flowre fowle gentle goodly grace griefe grone Guyon hand hart hast hath heavens herselfe hight himselfe knight lady late layd light litle living lord mayd mighty Mongst mote nigh noble nought powre prince quoth rage rest sayd seemd shame shee shew shield shyning sight Sith sonne soone sore sory soveraine speare spide spright squire stayd steed straunge streight sunne sweet syre Talus thee thence thereof thou trew unto vaine vertue villein warlike weary weene weet whenas wight wize wondrous wonne wont wound wretched wyde XXVII yron
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Page 9 - And on his brest a bloodie 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.
Page 13 - And more to lulle him in his slumber soft, A trickling streame from high rock tumbling downe, And ever-drizling raine upon the loft, Mixt with a murmuring winde, much like the sowne Of swarming Bees, did cast him in a swowne.
Page 18 - One day, nigh wearie of the yrkesome way, From her unhastie beast she did alight ; And on the grasse her dainty limbs did lay In secrete shadow, far from all mens sight : From her fayre head her fillet she undight, And layd her stole aside. Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place : Did never mortall eye behold such heavenly grace.
Page 19 - The lyon would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong gard Of her chast person, and a faythfull mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard : Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward : And, when she wakt, he wayted diligent, With humble service to her will prepard : From her fayre eyes lie took commandement, And ever by her lookes conceived her intent.
Page 232 - SO oft as I with state of present time, The image of the antique world compare, When as mans age was in his freshest prime, And the first blossome of faire vertue bare, Such oddes I finde twixt those, and these which are, As that, through long continuance of his course, Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square, From the first point of his appointed sourse, And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse.
Page 10 - A lovely Ladie rode him faire beside, Upon a lowly Asse more white then snow, Yet she much whiter; but the same did hide Under a vele, that wimpled was full low...
Page 344 - Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd, Of that same time when no more Change shall be, But stedfast rest of all things, firmely stayd Upon the pillours of Eternity, That is contrayr to Mutabilitie ; For all that moveth doth in Change delight : But thence-forth all shall rest eternally With Him that is the God of Sabaoth hight : O ! that great Sabaoth God, grant me that Sabaoths sight ! COMPLAINT OF THALIA (COMEDY).
Page 52 - Or like that sacred hill, whose head full hie, Adornd with fruitfull olives all arownd, Is, as it were for endlesse memory Of that deare Lord who oft thereon was fownd, For ever with a flowring girlond crownd...
Page 23 - High above all a cloth of state was spred, And a rich throne, as bright as sunny day; On which there sate, most brave embellished With royall robes and gorgeous array, A mayden Queene that shone, as Titans ray, In glistring gold and...
Page 114 - In her left hand a cup of gold she held, And with her right the riper fruit did reach, Whose sappy liquor, that with fulnesse sweld, Into her cup she scruzd with daintie breach Of her fine fingers, without fowle empeach, That so faire winepresse made the wine more sweet...