The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser: With Memoir and Critical Dissertations, Tom 5

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W.P. Nimmo, 1868
 

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Strona 209 - Thames! run softly, till I end my song. Then forth they all out of their baskets drew Great store of flowers, the honour of the field, That to the sense did fragrant odours yield, All which upon those goodly birds they threw And all the waves did strew, That like old Peneus...
Strona 280 - With lasting happiness, Up to your haughty palaces may mount; And, for the guerdon of their glorious merit, May heavenly tabernacles there inherit, Of blessed saints for to increase the count.
Strona 106 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed today, to be put back tomorrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Strona 274 - The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glance awry, Which may let in a little thought unsound.
Strona 105 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tried What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent, To waste long nights in pensive discontent, To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow, To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow, To have thy prince's grace yet want her Peers...
Strona 270 - The dewy leaves among ! For they of joy and pleasance to you sing, That all the woods them answer, and their echo ring.
Strona 208 - To deck their bridegrooms' posies, Against the bridal day, which was not long: Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. With that, I saw two swans of goodly hue Come softly swimming down along the lee; Two fairer birds I yet did never see. The snow which doth the top of Pindus...
Strona 272 - Her modest eyes, abashed to behold So many gazers as on her do stare, Upon the lowly ground affixed are; Ne dare lift up her countenance too bold, But blush to hear her praises sung so loud, So far from being proud.
Strona 208 - With that I saw two swans of goodly hue Come softly swimming down along the Lee; Two fairer birds I yet did never see; The snow, which doth the top of Pindus strew...
Strona 311 - Shewing us mercy, (miserable crew !) That we the like should to the wretches shew, And love our brethren ; thereby to approve How much, Himself that loved us, we love.

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