The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... beautie was wonte to feede mine eyes : Tell hir , that hir sweete tongue was wonte to make me mirth . " Now doe I nightly waste , wanting my kindely reste : Now do I dayly starve , wanting my lively foode : Now do I alwayes dye ...
... beautie was wonte to feede mine eyes : Tell hir , that hir sweete tongue was wonte to make me mirth . " Now doe I nightly waste , wanting my kindely reste : Now do I dayly starve , wanting my lively foode : Now do I alwayes dye ...
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... . Then seemed him his Lady by him lay , And to him playnd , how that false winged boy Her chaste hart had subdewd to learne dame Pleasures toy . XLVIII . And she her selfe , of beautie soveraigne 44 B. I. THE FAERIE QUEENE .
... . Then seemed him his Lady by him lay , And to him playnd , how that false winged boy Her chaste hart had subdewd to learne dame Pleasures toy . XLVIII . And she her selfe , of beautie soveraigne 44 B. I. THE FAERIE QUEENE .
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... beautie soveraigne queene , Fayre Venus , seemde unto his bed to bring Her , whom he , waking , evermore did weene To bee the chastest flowre that aye did spring On earthly braunch , the daughter of a king , Now a loose leman to vile ...
... beautie soveraigne queene , Fayre Venus , seemde unto his bed to bring Her , whom he , waking , evermore did weene To bee the chastest flowre that aye did spring On earthly braunch , the daughter of a king , Now a loose leman to vile ...
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... beautie now appeareth plaine To have before bewitched all mens sight : ' O leave her soone , or let her soone be slaine ! ' Her loathly visage viewing with disdaine , Eftsoones I thought her such as she me told , And would have kild her ...
... beautie now appeareth plaine To have before bewitched all mens sight : ' O leave her soone , or let her soone be slaine ! ' Her loathly visage viewing with disdaine , Eftsoones I thought her such as she me told , And would have kild her ...
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... beautie maister the most strong , And simple truth subdue avenging wrong ! Whose yielded pryde and proud submission , Still dreading death , when she had marked long , Her hart gan melt in great compassion ; And drizling teares did shed ...
... beautie maister the most strong , And simple truth subdue avenging wrong ! Whose yielded pryde and proud submission , Still dreading death , when she had marked long , Her hart gan melt in great compassion ; And drizling teares did shed ...
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Página 30 - 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...
Página 157 - Faery thee uuweeting reft, There as thou slepst in tender swadling band, And her base Elfin brood there for thee left : Such, men do chaungelings call, so chaung'd by Faeries theft.
Página 40 - With faire discourse the evening so they pas : For that olde man of pleasing wordes had store, And well could file his tongue as smooth as glas, He told of Saintes and Popes, and evermore He strowd an Ave-Mary after and before.
Página 33 - Yea but (quoth she) the perill of this place I better wot then you, though now too late To wish you backe returne with foule disgrace, Yet wisedome warnes, whilest foot is in the gate, To stay the steppe, ere forced to retrate. This is the wandring wood, this Errours den, A monster vile, whom God and man does hate : Therefore I read beware. Fly fly (quoth then The fearefull dwarfe) this is no place for living men.
Página 3 - The generall end therefore of all the booke is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in vertuous and gentle discipline...
Página 29 - 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 his foming bitt, As much disdayning to the curbe to yield : Full jolly knight he seemd, and faire did sitt, As one for knightly giusts and fierce encounters fitt.
Página 42 - He, making speedy way through spersed ayre, And through the world of waters wide and deepe, To Morpheus house doth hastily repaire. Amid the bowels of the earth full steepe, And low, where dawning day doth never peepe, His dwelling is; there Tethys his wet bed Doth ever wash, and Cynthia still doth steepe In silver deaw his ever-drouping hed, Whiles sad Night over him her mantle black doth spred.
Página 35 - Now, now, Sir knight, shew what ye bee; Add faith unto your force, and be not faint; Strangle her, els she sure will strangle thee." That when he heard, in great perplexitie, His gall did grate for griefe and high disdaine; And, knitting all his force, got one hand free, Wherewith he grypt her gorge with so great paine, That soone to loose her wicked bands did her constraine.
Página xiii - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Página 4 - I labour to pourtraict in Arthure, before he was king, the image of a brave knight, perfected in the twelve private morall vertues, as Aristotle hath devised...