Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1788 |
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... wounds in the waste Oak . The axe's edg did oft turn again , As half unwilling to cut the grain , Seemed the senseless iron did fear , Or to wrong holy eld did forbear ; For it had been an antient tree , Sacred with many a mystery , And ...
... wounds in the waste Oak . The axe's edg did oft turn again , As half unwilling to cut the grain , Seemed the senseless iron did fear , Or to wrong holy eld did forbear ; For it had been an antient tree , Sacred with many a mystery , And ...
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... wounds soon wexen wider . PER . Hasting to raunch the arrow out , WIL . Hey , ho , Perigot ! PER . I left the head in my heart - root , WIL . It was a desperate shot . PER . There it rancleth aye more and more , WIL . Hey , ho , the ...
... wounds soon wexen wider . PER . Hasting to raunch the arrow out , WIL . Hey , ho , Perigot ! PER . I left the head in my heart - root , WIL . It was a desperate shot . PER . There it rancleth aye more and more , WIL . Hey , ho , the ...
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... the bared branch Laments the wound that Death did lanch . O heavy herse ! And Philomel her song with tears doth steep ; O careful verse ! 140 The water nymphs , that wont with her to sing THE SHEPHERD'S CALENDAR . NOV . 83.
... the bared branch Laments the wound that Death did lanch . O heavy herse ! And Philomel her song with tears doth steep ; O careful verse ! 140 The water nymphs , that wont with her to sing THE SHEPHERD'S CALENDAR . NOV . 83.
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... wound as yet does rifely bleed . Why liv'st thou still , and yet hast thy death's wound ? Why diest thou still , and yet alive art found ? 96 Thus is my sominer worn away and wasted , Thus 90 THE SHEPHERD'S CALENDAR . DEC .
... wound as yet does rifely bleed . Why liv'st thou still , and yet hast thy death's wound ? Why diest thou still , and yet alive art found ? 96 Thus is my sominer worn away and wasted , Thus 90 THE SHEPHERD'S CALENDAR . DEC .
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... wounds embru'd , And by thy cruel darts to thee subdu'd . Only I fear my wits , enfeebled late 5 10 15 Through the sharp sorrows which thou hast me bred , Should faint , and words should fail me to relate The wondrous triumphs of thy ...
... wounds embru'd , And by thy cruel darts to thee subdu'd . Only I fear my wits , enfeebled late 5 10 15 Through the sharp sorrows which thou hast me bred , Should faint , and words should fail me to relate The wondrous triumphs of thy ...
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Стр. 30 - Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day, Didst make thy triumph over death and sin; And, having harrowed hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win...
Стр. 7 - For though he colours could devize at will, And eke his learned hand at pleasure guide, Least, trembling, it his workmanship should spill*, Yet many wondrous things there are beside: The sweet eye-glaunces, that like arrowes glide, The charming smiles, that rob sence from the hart, The lovely pleasance, and the lofty pride, Cannot expressed be by any art. A greater craftesmans hand thereto doth neede, That can expresse the life of things indeed.
Стр. 207 - I gained gifts and goodly grace Of that great lord, which therein wont to dwell, Whose want too well now feels my friendless case.
Стр. 215 - 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?
Стр. 218 - ... light, When once the Crab behind his back he sees. But for this time it ill ordained was, To chose the longest day in all the yeare, And shortest night, when longest fitter weare: Yet never day so long, but late would passe.
Стр. 111 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Стр. 206 - 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...
Стр. 109 - How vainely then doe ydle wits invent, That beautie is nought else but mixture made Of colours faire, and goodly temp'rament Of pure complexions, that shall quickly fade And passe away, like to a sommers...
Стр. 30 - I all weary had the chase forsook, The gentle deer returned the self-same way, Thinking to quench her thirst at the next brook: There she, beholding me with milder look, Sought not to fly, but fearless still did bide; Till I in hand her yet half trembling took, And with her own good-will her firmly tied. Strange thing, meseemed, to see a beast so wild, So goodly won, with her own will beguiled.
Стр. 218 - 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.