The Poetical Works of Edmund Spenser, Volum 5C. C. Little and J. Brown, 1839 |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Arthur Gorges aspyre Astrophel Astrophill beames beasts beautie behold bowre brave brest bright celestiall Colin cruell Cynthia dayes deare death delight dight doest dolefull doth dreadfull earth earthly eccho ring eternall eyes faire farre fayre flowre foorth Foxe fyre gentle glorie goodly grace griefe grone happie hart hast hath heaven heavenly hight himselfe honour immortall John Spenser Ladie lament light live Lord LYCON lyke mightie mongst mourne Muse mynd never noble nought Nymphes paine peerlesse price plaint powre praise prayses pride quoth rest Rome sacred scorne seeke seem'd selfe shee shepheards shew shyning sight sing Sir Philip Sidney Sith skie song sorrow Spenser spide spoyle spright sunne sweet teares Theana thee thereof theyr things thou thought unto vaine vertue weene Whilest Whilome wight wize wont woods wretched
Passatges populars
Pàgina 127 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent...
Pàgina 299 - Come softly swimming down along the Lee; Two fairer birds I yet did never see; The snow, which doth the top of Pindus strew, Did never whiter shew, Nor Jove himself, when he a swan would be For love of Leda, whiter did appear; Yet Leda was, they say, as white as he, Yet not so white as these, nor nothing near; So purely white they were...
Pàgina 371 - Phoebus, father of the Muse, If ever I did honour thee aright, Or sing the thing that mote...
Pàgina 303 - Thames, run softly, till I end my song. From those high towers this noble lord issuing, Like radiant Hesper when his golden hair In th' Ocean billows he hath bathed fair, Descended to the river's open viewing, With a great train ensuing.
Pàgina 372 - Upon the lowly ground affixed are; Ne dare lift up her countenance too bold, But blush to heare her prayses sung so loud, So farre from being proud. Nathlesse doe ye still loud her prayses sing, That all the woods may answer, and your eccho ring. Tell me, ye merchants...
Pàgina 313 - Resemble th' image of their goodly light. Not to the sun: for they do shine by night; Nor to the moon: for they are changed never; Nor to the stars: for they have purer sight; Nor to the fire: for they consume not ever; Nor to the lightning: for they still persever; Nor to the diamond: for they are more tender; Nor unto crystal: for nought may them sever; Nor unto glass : such baseness mought offend her.
Pàgina 380 - The lawes of wedlock still dost patronize; And the religion of the faith first plight With sacred rites hast taught to solemnize ; And eeke for comfort often called art Of women in their smart...
Pàgina 376 - With Barnaby the bright, From whence declining daily by degrees, He somewhat loseth of his heat and light, When once the Crab behind his back he sees.
Pàgina 373 - Why stand ye still ye virgins in amaze, Upon her so to gaze, Whiles ye forget your former lay to sing, To which the woods did answer, and your eccho ring?
Pàgina 419 - Him first to love that was so dearely bought, And next our brethren, to his image wrought. Him first to love great right and reason is, Who first to us our life and being gave, And after, when we fared had amisse, Us wretches from the second death did save...