The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Volumen3

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C. C. Little and J. Brown, 1839
 

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Página 173 - So all the world by thee at first was made, And dayly yet thou doest the same repayre ; Ne ought on earth that merry is and glad, Ne ought on earth that lovely is and fayre, But thou the same for pleasure didst prepayre : Thou art the root of all that joyous is : Great God of men and women, queene of th...
Página 364 - But she, whose Princely breast was touched nere With piteous ruth of her so wretched plight, Though plaine she saw, by all that she did heare, That she of death was guiltie found by right, Yet would not let...
Página 64 - For either doth on other much relie : For He me seemes most fit the Faire to serve, That can her best defend from villenie ; And She most fit his service doth deserve, That fairest is, and from her faith will never swerve.
Página 405 - Nor lawes of men, that common- weales containe, Nor bands of nature, that wilde beastes restraine, Can keepe from outrage and from doing wrong, Where they may hope a kingdome to obtaine : No faith so firme, no trust can be so strong, No love so lasting then, that may enduren long.
Página 77 - Right fit to rend the food on which he fared. His name was Care ; a blacksmith by his trade, That neither day nor night from working spared, But to small purpose iron wedges made : These be unquiet thoughts that careful minds invade.
Página 174 - As if some blame of evill she did feare, That in her cheekes made roses oft appeare: And her against sweet Cherefulnesse was placed, Whose eyes, like twinkling stars in evening cleare, Were deckt with smyles that all sad humors chaced, And darted forth delights the which her goodly graced.
Página 173 - Yet unto her obayed all the best: • Her name was Womanhood ; that she exprest By her sad semblant and demeanure wyse: For stedfast still her eyes did fixed rest, Ne rov'd at randon, after gazers guyse, Whose luring baytes oftimes doe heedlesse harts entyse.
Página 210 - So oft as I with state of present time The image of the antique world compare, When as mans age was in his freshest prime, And the first blossome of faire vertue bare; Such oddes I finde twixt those, and these which are, As that, through long continuance of his course, Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square From the first point of his appointed sourse; And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse: II.
Página 211 - When Justice was not for most meed out-hyred, But simple Truth did rayne, and was of all admyred.
Página 192 - And ioy likewise this solemne day to see ? They saw it all, and present were in place ; Though I them all, according their degree, Cannot recount, nor tell their hidden race, Nor read the salvage countries thorough which they pace.

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