A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Spenser. Shakespeare. Davies. HallJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1792 |
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... hight . " IX . And thus replyde ; " However , Sir , ye fyle " Your courteous tongue his prayses to compyle , " It ill beseemes a knight of gentle fort , " Such as ye have him boafted , to beguyle " A fimple maide , and work so heinous ...
... hight . " IX . And thus replyde ; " However , Sir , ye fyle " Your courteous tongue his prayses to compyle , " It ill beseemes a knight of gentle fort , " Such as ye have him boafted , to beguyle " A fimple maide , and work so heinous ...
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... hight " Octa and Oza , whome hee lately brake " Beside Cayr Verolame in victorious fight , " That now all Britany doth burne in armes " bright . LIII . " That therefore nought our passage may em- " peach , " Let us in feigned armes ...
... hight " Octa and Oza , whome hee lately brake " Beside Cayr Verolame in victorious fight , " That now all Britany doth burne in armes " bright . LIII . " That therefore nought our passage may em- " peach , " Let us in feigned armes ...
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... hight : IX . " A fea - nymphes sonne , that Marinell is hight , " Of my deare dame is loved dearely well ; " In other none but him she sets delight ; " All her delight is set on Marinell , " But he fets nought at all by Florimell ...
... hight : IX . " A fea - nymphes sonne , that Marinell is hight , " Of my deare dame is loved dearely well ; " In other none but him she sets delight ; " All her delight is set on Marinell , " But he fets nought at all by Florimell ...
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... hight , that with the waves " Of wealthy Thamis washed is along , 16 Upon whose stubborne neck ( whereat he raves " With roring rage , and fore himselfe does throng , " That all men feare to tempt his billowes strong ) " She faftned ...
... hight , that with the waves " Of wealthy Thamis washed is along , 16 Upon whose stubborne neck ( whereat he raves " With roring rage , and fore himselfe does throng , " That all men feare to tempt his billowes strong ) " She faftned ...
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... hight The Queene of Beautie , and of Love the mother , " There worshipped of every living wight ; " Whose goodly workmanship farre paft all other " That ever were on earth , all were they set to- gether . " Not that fame famous Temple ...
... hight The Queene of Beautie , and of Love the mother , " There worshipped of every living wight ; " Whose goodly workmanship farre paft all other " That ever were on earth , all were they set to- gether . " Not that fame famous Temple ...
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Էջ 647 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Էջ 667 - They that fawn'd on him before, Use his company no more. He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need ; If thou sorrow, he will weep ; If thou wake, he cannot sleep : Thus of every grief in heart He with thee doth bear a part.
Էջ 120 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant ; And all for love, and nothing for reward. O ! why should heavenly God to men have such regard ? The Faerie Queen, Book II.
Էջ 647 - Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage...
Էջ 665 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Էջ 651 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Էջ 289 - For that which all men then did vertue call, Is now cald vice ; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight vertue, and so us'd of all : Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right...
Էջ 662 - And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend Suspect I may, yet not directly tell; But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
Էջ 227 - Her lying tongue was in two parts divided, And both the parts did speake, and both contended ; And as her tongue so was her hart discided, That never thoght one thing, but doubly stil was guided.
Էջ 658 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.