The Fairy Queen, Volum 1

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J. and R. Tonson, 1758
 

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Side 348 - To th' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall ; The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call ; The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.
Side 269 - 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 : Oh, why should heavenly God to men have such regard ?1 This agrees with what is recorded of St.
Side 60 - When such an one had guiding of the way, That knew not whether right he went, or else astray.
Side 107 - Ay me, how many perils doe enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall? Were not, that heavenly grace doth him uphold, And stedfast truth acquite him out of all.
Side 62 - And unto hell him selfe for money sold : Accursed usury was all his trade ; And right and wrong ylike in equall ballaunce waide.
Side xxvi - Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a dainty ear, Such as at once might not on living ground, Save in this paradise, be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear To read what manner music that mote be; For all that pleasing is to living ear Was there consorted in one harmony; Birds, voices, instruments, winds, waters, all agree.
Side 62 - Yet childe ne kinsman living had he none To leave them to ; but thorough daily care To get, and nightly feare to lose his owne, He led a wretched life, unto himselfe unknowne. Most wretched wight, whom nothing might suffise ; Whose greedy lust did lacke in greatest store ; Whose need had end, but no end covetise...
Side 215 - In woods, in waves, in wars, she wonts to dwell, And will be found with peril and with pain, Ne can the man that moulds in idle cell Unto her happy mansion attain ; Before her gate high God did Sweat ordain, And wakeful watches ever to abide ; But easy is the way and passage plain To Pleasure's palace ; it may soon be spied, ' ' And day and night her doors to all stand open wide.
Side 440 - Yet no'te she find redresse for such despight. For all that lives, is subject to that law : All things decay in time, and to their end do draw.
Side xiv - That which seems the most liable to Exception in this Work, is the Model of it, and the Choice the Author has made of so romantick a Story.

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