The Spencer Anthology: 1548-1591 A. D.Edward Arber H. Frowde, 1899 - 312 sider |
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... Lady's throne ? And what she was , that did so high aspire ? Him MAMMON answered , ' That goodly one , Whom all that folk , with such contention , Do flock about , my dear , my daughter is ! Honour and Dignity from her alone Derived are ...
... Lady's throne ? And what she was , that did so high aspire ? Him MAMMON answered , ' That goodly one , Whom all that folk , with such contention , Do flock about , my dear , my daughter is ! Honour and Dignity from her alone Derived are ...
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... Lady , late , That to remove the same I have no might . To change love causeless is reproach to warlike Knight ! ' MAMMON emmovèd was with inward wrath ; Yet , forcing it to feign , him forth thence led Through grisly shadows , by a ...
... Lady , late , That to remove the same I have no might . To change love causeless is reproach to warlike Knight ! ' MAMMON emmovèd was with inward wrath ; Yet , forcing it to feign , him forth thence led Through grisly shadows , by a ...
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... Ladies disagreed , Till partial PARIS dempt it VENUS ' due ; And had of her , fair HELEN for his meed , That many noble Greeks and Trojans made to bleed . The warlike Elf much wondered at this tree So fair and great , that shadowed all ...
... Ladies disagreed , Till partial PARIS dempt it VENUS ' due ; And had of her , fair HELEN for his meed , That many noble Greeks and Trojans made to bleed . The warlike Elf much wondered at this tree So fair and great , that shadowed all ...
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... last , Where MAMMON earst did sun his treasury . There the good GUYON , he found slumb'ring fast In senseless dream which sight , at first , him sore aghast . HOW SIR SCUDAMOUR WAN THE LADY AMORET TO HIS WIFE 22 Edmund Spenser .
... last , Where MAMMON earst did sun his treasury . There the good GUYON , he found slumb'ring fast In senseless dream which sight , at first , him sore aghast . HOW SIR SCUDAMOUR WAN THE LADY AMORET TO HIS WIFE 22 Edmund Spenser .
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1548-1591 A. D. Edward Arber. HOW SIR SCUDAMOUR WAN THE LADY AMORET TO HIS WIFE , IN THE TEMPLE OF VENUS . X. ' TRUE he it said , whatever man it said , " That Love with gall and honey doth abound ! " But if the one be with the other ...
1548-1591 A. D. Edward Arber. HOW SIR SCUDAMOUR WAN THE LADY AMORET TO HIS WIFE , IN THE TEMPLE OF VENUS . X. ' TRUE he it said , whatever man it said , " That Love with gall and honey doth abound ! " But if the one be with the other ...
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ANON Arcadia ASTREA Astrophel and Stella Beauty bel ami bliss Bodleian Library bonny Lass breast CARMELA cheer CORIDON Crown 8vo CUPID CYCLOPS dainty dear death delight desire didst disdain dost doth earth Edited Extra fcap eyes face Faery Queen fair Fancy fear fire flowers FORTUNE gold golden grace GREENE GREENSLEEVES grief hair hand hath heart Heaven heavenly Heigh-ho honour India Paper JOVE King kiss Lady Lass live looks Love's Lovers Maid MARY AMBREE MELAMPUS mind N'oserez N'oserez vous never nought Nymph pain PHILLIS pity plain play poor praise Prince Queen quoth rest Roister Doister ROSADER ROSALYNDE scorn Shepherd shew SIDNEY sighs sight sing Six Court Comedies sleep smile SONG sorrow Swain tears thee THENOT THEOCRITUS thine thing thou art thou wouldst thought thy love unto VENUS W. W. SKEAT wanton weep wight wouldst not love youth
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Side 270 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet : Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Side 229 - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store: They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.
Side 22 - AND is there care in heaven ? and is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is...
Side 208 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries...
Side 135 - I stuff my skin so full within Of jolly good ale and old. Back and side go bare, go bare; Both foot and hand go cold; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough.. Whether it be new or old!
Side 284 - Queen ; At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept, And from thenceforth those graces were not seen, For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse.
Side 206 - My true love hath my heart, and I have his. His heart in me keeps him and me in one, My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: He loves my heart, for once it was his own, I cherish his because in me it bides: My true love hath my heart, and I have his.
Side 243 - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content ; The quiet mind is richer than a crown ; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent ; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown : Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss. The homely house that harbours quiet rest ; The cottage that affords no pride nor care ; The mean that 'grees with country music best ; The sweet consort of mirth and music's fare ; Obscured life sets down a type of bliss...
Side 271 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Side 270 - I sleep then percheth he With pretty flight, And makes his pillow of my knee The livelong night. Strike I my lute, he tunes the string ; He music plays if so I sing ; He lends me every lovely thing ; Yet cruel he my heart doth sting : Whist wanton, still ye...