Spenser,: Book II of the Faery Queene,Clarendon Press, 1868 - 296 Seiten |
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... sight of the agony and burning wounds of Pyrocles , the utter misery and pain of ungoverned wrath , this division of the Book comes to an end . Thus far Passion ( τὸ θυμικόν ) ; now Desire ( τὸ ἐπιθυμητικόν ) . And first the temptations ...
... sight of the agony and burning wounds of Pyrocles , the utter misery and pain of ungoverned wrath , this division of the Book comes to an end . Thus far Passion ( τὸ θυμικόν ) ; now Desire ( τὸ ἐπιθυμητικόν ) . And first the temptations ...
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... sight , That cheard his friendes , and did his foes amate : He was an Elfin borne , of noble state And mickle worship in his native land ; Well could he tourney , and in lists debate , And knighthood tooke of good Sir Huons hand , When ...
... sight , That cheard his friendes , and did his foes amate : He was an Elfin borne , of noble state And mickle worship in his native land ; Well could he tourney , and in lists debate , And knighthood tooke of good Sir Huons hand , When ...
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... sight could win thee grace . 10 Or rather would , O would it so had chaunst , That you , most noble Sir , had present beene When he * * * Laid first his filthy hands on virgin cleene , To spoyle her dainty corse , so faire and sheene ...
... sight could win thee grace . 10 Or rather would , O would it so had chaunst , That you , most noble Sir , had present beene When he * * * Laid first his filthy hands on virgin cleene , To spoyle her dainty corse , so faire and sheene ...
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... sight from bottome of her wounded brest , And after , many bitter throbs did throw With lips full pale and foltring tongue opprest , These words she breathed forth from riven chest ; Leave , ah leave off , whatever wight thou bee , To ...
... sight from bottome of her wounded brest , And after , many bitter throbs did throw With lips full pale and foltring tongue opprest , These words she breathed forth from riven chest ; Leave , ah leave off , whatever wight thou bee , To ...
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... griefe his hart did grate , And from so heavie sight his head did wreath , Accusing fortune , and too cruell fate , Which plonged had faire ladie in so wretched state . 57 Then turning to his palmer said , Old syre 16 THE FAERY QUEENE .
... griefe his hart did grate , And from so heavie sight his head did wreath , Accusing fortune , and too cruell fate , Which plonged had faire ladie in so wretched state . 57 Then turning to his palmer said , Old syre 16 THE FAERY QUEENE .
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Seite 96 - 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!
Seite 207 - Centre, and with impious hands Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth For treasures better hid.
Seite 96 - 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 ? LONDON: APPROVED SCHOOL BOOKS.
Seite 199 - Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, Or abide by thy crib? Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
Seite 174 - And over all of purest gold was spred A trayle of yvie in his native hew; For the rich metall was so coloured, That wight, who did not well avis'd it vew, Would surely deeme it to bee yvie trew...
Seite 1 - If music and sweet poetry agree, As they must needs, the sister and the brother, Then must the love be great 'twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus...
Seite 175 - 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...
Seite 96 - Of men than beasts ; but oh ! the exceeding grace Of highest God ! that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace. That blessed angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
Seite 81 - Me ill besits, that in derdoing armes And honours suit my vowed daies do spend, Unto thy bounteous baytes, and pleasing charmes, With which weake men thou witchest, to attend ; Regard of worldly mucke doth fowly blend, And low abase the high heroicke spright, That ioyes for crownes and kingdomes to contend; Faire shields, gay steedes, bright armes, be my delight ; Those be the riches fit for an advent'rous knight.
Seite 175 - Gather therefore the Rose whilest yet is prime, For soone comes age that will her pride deflowre ; Gather the Rose of love whilest yet is time, Whilest loving thou mayst loved be with equall crime. He ceast ; and then gan all the quire of birdes Their diverse notes t' attune unto his lay, As in approvaunce of his pleasing wordes.