Edmund Spenser's Knight of the red cross; or Holiness [The faerie queene, book 1]. The antique spelling is modernized, obsolete words are displaced [&c., by W. Horton].John Mason, 1850 - 132 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 21
Página 6
... yield : Full jolly knight he seemed , and fair did sit , As one for knightly jousts and fierce encounters fit . And on his breast a bloody cross he bore , The dear remembrance of his dying Lord , For whose sweet sake that glorious badge ...
... yield : Full jolly knight he seemed , and fair did sit , As one for knightly jousts and fierce encounters fit . And on his breast a bloody cross he bore , The dear remembrance of his dying Lord , For whose sweet sake that glorious badge ...
Página 20
... yields No foot to foe ; the flashing fire flies , As from a forge , out of their burning shields ; And streams of purple blood now dye the verdant fields . ' Curse on that cross , ' quoth then the Saracen , That keeps thy body from the ...
... yields No foot to foe ; the flashing fire flies , As from a forge , out of their burning shields ; And streams of purple blood now dye the verdant fields . ' Curse on that cross , ' quoth then the Saracen , That keeps thy body from the ...
Página 24
... yield her comely person to be at my call . ' So doubly loved of ladies unlike fair , ' One seeming such , the other such indeed , ' One day in doubt I tried to compare ' Which one in beauty's glory did exceed ; ' A rosy garland was the ...
... yield her comely person to be at my call . ' So doubly loved of ladies unlike fair , ' One seeming such , the other such indeed , ' One day in doubt I tried to compare ' Which one in beauty's glory did exceed ; ' A rosy garland was the ...
Página 27
... yield , Forgetful of the hungry rage which late ' Him pricked , in pity of my sad estate : ' But he , my lion , and my noble lord , ' How does he find in cruel heart to hate ' Her who him loved , and ever most adored ' As of my life the ...
... yield , Forgetful of the hungry rage which late ' Him pricked , in pity of my sad estate : ' But he , my lion , and my noble lord , ' How does he find in cruel heart to hate ' Her who him loved , and ever most adored ' As of my life the ...
Página 44
... to shameful grave : Me , silly maid , away with him he bears , ' And ever since hath kept in darksome cave ; ' Because I would not yield what to SANSFOY I gave . " ' But now the sun dispels that lowering cloud , 44 THE REDCROSS KNIGHT ;
... to shameful grave : Me , silly maid , away with him he bears , ' And ever since hath kept in darksome cave ; ' Because I would not yield what to SANSFOY I gave . " ' But now the sun dispels that lowering cloud , 44 THE REDCROSS KNIGHT ;
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Edmund Spenser's Knight of the Red Cross: Or Holiness [The Faerie Queene ... Professor Edmund Spenser Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
Edmund Spenser's Knight of the Red Cross: Or Holiness [the Faerie Queene ... Edmund Spenser Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Edmund Spenser's Knight of the Red Cross: Or Holiness [The Faerie Queene ... Edmund Spenser Sin vista previa disponible - 2022 |
Términos y frases comunes
amazed ARCHIMAGO arms bade beast behold blood brought CANTO cheerful corse courage courser cruel cursed dame darksome dead deadly dear death disdain dismayed doth dread earthly erst eternal evermore eyes fair fair lady Fairy faith fall false DUESSA fast fear feeble fell FIDESSA fierce fight filthy flowing tears foul gentle GLORIANA goodly grace greedy grief ground guile hand haste hath heart heaven heavenly hither holy house of PRIDE lady late light living wight lord lowly mighty misshaped Morpheus never nigh nought Pagan pain pass Phoebus pierced pride prince proud quake queen quoth rage REDCROSS knight SAINT GEORGE SANSFOY Saracen satyrs secret seemed shame shew shield sight sire soon sore sorrow sprite stay steed sweet tell thee Therewith thou thrall trembling unto virgin wandering weary ween Wherein wide wise woeful wondrous wont wound wrath wretched
Pasajes populares
Página 27 - As the great eye of heaven, shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place: Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly grace. It fortuned...
Página 7 - The laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage, the fir that weepeth still. The willow, worn of forlorn paramours, The yew obedient to the bender's will, The birch for shafts, the sallow for the mill...
Página 104 - She was a woman in her freshest age, Of wondrous beauty, and of bounty rare, With goodly grace and comely personage...
Página 7 - That lasie seemd in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
Página 10 - That from their noyance he no where can rest, But with his clownish hands their tender wings He brusheth oft, and oft doth mar their murmurings.
Página 6 - 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...
Página 95 - Is not short paine well borne, that brings long ease, And layes the soule to sleepe in quiet grave? Sleepe after toyle, port after stormie seas, Ease after warre, death after life does greatly please.
Página 11 - 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.
Página 14 - And more to lull him in his slumber soft, A trickling stream, from high rock tumbling down, And ever drizzling rain upon the loft, Mixed with a murmuring wind, much like the sound Of swarming bees, did cast him in a swound: No other noise, nor people's troublous cries, As still are wont t' annoy the walled town, Might there be heard; but careless Quiet lies, Wrapt in eternal silence, far from enemies.
Página 13 - The drooping night thus creepeth on them fast ; And the sad humour, loading their eye-lids, As messenger of Morpheus, on them cast Sweet slumbering dew ; the which to sleep them bids.