The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Том 5Little, Brown,, 1855 |
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The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Том 5 Edmund Spenser,George Stillman Hillard Полный просмотр - 1860 |
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Arthur Gorges aspyre beasts beautie behold bowre brave brest bright celestiall chaunce cruell Dæmon dayes death delight devize dight doest doth dreadfull earth earthly eccho ring eternall eyes Faerie Queene faire farre fayre flie flowres foes foorth Foxe fyre gentle glorie glorious gods goodly grace griefe grone happie hart hath haue heaven heavenly hight himselfe honour immortall Iove ioyous LADIE lament light live Lord lyke Lyonesse Mary Sidney mightie moniment Muses mynd noble nought Nymphes paine Palici Petrarch plaint pleasures powre praid praise prayses pride Queene rest Rome sacred Sapience scorne seeke seem'd selfe shee shepheard shew shyning sight sing Sith skie sore sorrow spide spirite spoyle spright sunne sweet thee thereof theyr things thou thought unto vaine vertue weene weepe whilome Whilst wight wings wize wont wretched
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Стр. 128 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent...
Стр. 323 - Lifting himself out of the lowly dust On golden plumes up to the purest skie, Above the reach of loathly sinfull lust, Whose base affect*, through cowardly distrust Of his weake wings, dare not to heaven fly, But like a moldwarpe** in the earth doth ly.
Стр. 291 - Her modest eyes, abashed to behold So many gazers as on her do stare...
Стр. 299 - The lawes of wedlock still dost patronize; And the religion of the faith first plight With sacred rites hast taught to solemnize ; And eeke for comfort often called art Of women in their smart...
Стр. 300 - And eeke for comfort often called art Of women in their smart, Eternally bind thou this lovely band, And all thy blessings unto us impart. And thou glad Genius, in whose gentle hand, The...
Стр. 288 - Wake now, my love, awake! for it is time: The rosy Morne long since left Tithones bed, All ready to her silver coche to clyme, And Phoebus gins to shew his glorious hed.
Стр. 333 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Стр. 289 - Come now, ye damzels, daughters of delight, Helpe quickly her to dight: But first come ye fayre houres, which were begot In Joves sweet paradice of Day and Night; Which doe the seasons of the yeare allot, And al, that ever in this world is fayre, Doe make and still repayre: And ye three handmayds...
Стр. 288 - For feare the stones her tender foot should wrong Be strewed with fragrant flowers all along, And diapred lyke the discolored mead.