A GENTLE Knight was pricking on the plaine, Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde, Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine, The cruell markes of many a bloody fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield : His angry steede did chide... Book 1 of the Faery Queene - Page 3 by Edmund Spenser - 1875 - 251 pages Full view -
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