The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 2Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1819 - English poetry |
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... appeare ; Unseemely man to please fair ladies eye : Yet he of ladies oft was loved deare , When fairer faces were bid standen by : O who does know the bent of womans fantasy ! In a greene gowne he clothed was full faire , Which ...
... appeare ; Unseemely man to please fair ladies eye : Yet he of ladies oft was loved deare , When fairer faces were bid standen by : O who does know the bent of womans fantasy ! In a greene gowne he clothed was full faire , Which ...
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... appeare , But vanisht is . The Elfe him calls alowd , But answer none receives ; the darkness him does shrowd . In haste Duessa from her place arose , And to him running sayd ; " O prowest knight , That ever ladie to her love did chose ...
... appeare , But vanisht is . The Elfe him calls alowd , But answer none receives ; the darkness him does shrowd . In haste Duessa from her place arose , And to him running sayd ; " O prowest knight , That ever ladie to her love did chose ...
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... appeare ) And would have backe retyred to her cave , Untill the witches speach she gan to heare , Saying ; " Yet , O thou dreaded dame , I crave Abyde , till I have told the message which I have . " She stayd ; and foorth Duessa gan ...
... appeare ) And would have backe retyred to her cave , Untill the witches speach she gan to heare , Saying ; " Yet , O thou dreaded dame , I crave Abyde , till I have told the message which I have . " She stayd ; and foorth Duessa gan ...
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... appeare . But , whether dreames delude , or true it were , Was never hart so ravisht with delight , Ne living man like wordes did ever heare , As she to me delivered all that night ; And at her parting said , she queene of Faries hight ...
... appeare . But , whether dreames delude , or true it were , Was never hart so ravisht with delight , Ne living man like wordes did ever heare , As she to me delivered all that night ; And at her parting said , she queene of Faries hight ...
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... appeare , when he their soules shall save . The wondrous workmanship of Gods owne mould , Whose face he made all beastes to feare , and gave All in his hand , even dead we honour should . Ah , dearest God , me graunt , I dead be not ...
... appeare , when he their soules shall save . The wondrous workmanship of Gods owne mould , Whose face he made all beastes to feare , and gave All in his hand , even dead we honour should . Ah , dearest God , me graunt , I dead be not ...
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Archimago armes aspyre beast beauty behold blood bowre brest brought chaunge courser cruell dame deadly deare death delight devize doest doth dread Duessa Earth Elfin knight eternall eyes face Faery knight Faery Queene faire faire lady false farre fast fayre feare feeble flowre fowle fownd gentle glory goodly grace griefe grone ground Guyon hand hart hast hath heare Heaven heavenly hight honour ioyous king lady light living wight lord MICHAEL DRAYTON mighty never nigh nought Oberon powre proud queen Mab quoth rage Redcrosse Redcrosse knight rest seemd seeming selfe shame shee shew shield shyne sight sonne soone sore soul Spenser spide spright straunge Sunne sweet syre thee therein thereof Therewith thing thou thought trew unto vaine wandring wanton wearie weene whenas wise wize wondrous wont wound wrath wretched wyde yron
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Page 230 - 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...
Page 252 - The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glance awry, Which may let in a little thought unsound. Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand, The pledge of all our band?
Page 258 - Out of the bosome of eternall blisse, In which he reigned with his glorious syre, He downe descended...
Page 226 - That so faire winepresse made the wine more sweet: Thereof she usd to give to drinke to each, Whom passing by she happened to meet: It was her guise, all straungers goodly so to greet.
Page 102 - And oft for dread of hurt would him advise The angry beastes not rashly to despise, Nor too much to provoke; for he would learne The lyon stoup to him in lowly wise, (A lesson hard,) and make the libbard Sterne Leave roaring, when in rage he for revenge did earne.
Page 32 - And cursed heven; and spake reprochful shame Of highest God, the Lord of life and light. A bold bad man ! that dar'd to call by name Great Gorgon, prince of darknes and dead night; At which Cocytus quakes, and Styx is put to flight.
Page 22 - That lasie seemd, in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
Page 326 - Upon a grasshopper they got And, what with amble and with trot, For hedge nor ditch they spared not, But after her they hie them; A cobweb over them they throw, To shield the wind if it should blow, Themselves they wisely could bestow, Lest any should espy them.
Page 29 - At length they chaunst to meet upon the way An aged Sire, in long blacke weedes yclad, His feete all bare, his beard all hoarie gray, And by his belt his booke he hanging had ; Sober he seemde, and very sagely sad, And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent, Simple in shew, and voide of malice bad, And all the way he prayed, as he went, And often knockt his brest, as one that did repent.
Page 238 - And, sooth, men say that he was not the sonne Of mortall Syre or other living wight, But wondrously begotten, and begonne By false illusion of a guilefull Spright On a faire Lady Nonne, that whilome hight Matilda, daughter to Pubidius, Who was the lord of Mathraval by right, And coosen unto king Ambrosius ; Whence he indued was with skill so merveilous.