The Canterbury Tales and Faerie Queene; with Other Poems of Chaucer and Spenser

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William P. Nimmo, 1870 - 624 sider
 

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Side 406 - 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 388 - 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.
Side 311 - Dwarfe did lag, That lasie seemd, in being ever last, Or wearied with bearing of her bag Of needments at his backe.
Side 320 - The lion would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong guard Of her chaste person, and a faithful mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard ; Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward ; And, when she wak'd he waited diligent, With humble service to her will prepar'd : From her fair eyes he took commandement, And ever by her looks conceived her intent.
Side 305 - The generall end therefore of all the booke is to fashion a gentleman or noble person in vertuous and gentle discipline...
Side 311 - Upon a great adventure he was bound, That greatest Gloriana to him gave, (That greatest glorious queen of fairy lond,) To win him worship, and her grace to have, Which of all earthly things he most did crave...
Side 44 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, withouten any compaignye.
Side 403 - Guyons senses softly tickeled, That he the boteman bad row easily, And let him heare some part of their rare melody.
Side 425 - To see so faire things mard, and spoyled quight : And their great mother Venus did lament The losse of her deare brood, her deare delight : Her hart was pierst with...
Side 295 - At length they all to merry London came, To merry London, my most kindly nurse, That to me gave this life's first native source, Though from another place I take my name, An house of ancient fame. There when they came, whereas those bricky towers The which on Thames...

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