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... fell to hym so grete rychès He transyd hys lyne more & les , The knyzht curtas & hende : Hys Lady & he lyved many yere With joy & merri chere , Tyll God dyde for them sende , For their godness that thei did here Their sawlys went to ...
... fell to hym so grete rychès He transyd hys lyne more & les , The knyzht curtas & hende : Hys Lady & he lyved many yere With joy & merri chere , Tyll God dyde for them sende , For their godness that thei did here Their sawlys went to ...
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... fell from wordes to blowes , Vulcan comming to the reskue of Iuno , Iupiter waxed so angrye that hee tooke Vulcan by the legges , and flange him into Lemnos , whom the inhabitants receiued as sent from heauen and learned of him to ...
... fell from wordes to blowes , Vulcan comming to the reskue of Iuno , Iupiter waxed so angrye that hee tooke Vulcan by the legges , and flange him into Lemnos , whom the inhabitants receiued as sent from heauen and learned of him to ...
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... fell in with two vessels the one of an hundred and twenty tons , having forty six men and ten cast pieces , the other of threescore tons and sixteen men . " After the captaine had hailed them , and bad them strike the bearing Spaniards ...
... fell in with two vessels the one of an hundred and twenty tons , having forty six men and ten cast pieces , the other of threescore tons and sixteen men . " After the captaine had hailed them , and bad them strike the bearing Spaniards ...
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... fell Nor I trust neuer shal , thoughe the deuil in hell Would fr is same faith me daily perswaid , But God in whom I trust , is alway mine aide . " But however mistaken he was in matters of faith , the moral of this Poem is just and ...
... fell Nor I trust neuer shal , thoughe the deuil in hell Would fr is same faith me daily perswaid , But God in whom I trust , is alway mine aide . " But however mistaken he was in matters of faith , the moral of this Poem is just and ...
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... fell upon a day . To hys forstere he gan sey , " Ffelowys were is the best ? " In your playng wher ye have bene ? ❝ Were have ye most gam sene " Off dere in this forest ? " They answerd , and fell on kne , " Over all , Lord , is gret ...
... fell upon a day . To hys forstere he gan sey , " Ffelowys were is the best ? " In your playng wher ye have bene ? ❝ Were have ye most gam sene " Off dere in this forest ? " They answerd , and fell on kne , " Over all , Lord , is gret ...
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Page xiv - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Page 17 - The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
Page 16 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.
Page 112 - Imprynted at London in Flete Strete at the Sygne of the Sonne by Wynkyn de Worde".
Page 293 - I haue scene your compositiones so copious, so pregnant, so spirituall, that I doubt not but it is the gift of God in you.
Page 157 - In Amadis of Greece may be found the Zelmane of the Arcadia, the Masque of Cupid of the Faery Queen, and the Florizel of the Winter's Tale.
Page 6 - But to leaue with these, and declare the cause of my purpose. As I chaunced to reade the Mirour for Magistrates, a worke by all men wonderfully commended, and full of fitte instructions for preseruation of...
Page 245 - Collatine haue deerely bought, To high renowne, a lasting life, And found, that most in vaine haue sought, To haue a Faire, and Constant wife, Yet Tarquyne pluckt his glistering grape, And Shake-speare, paints poore Lucrece rape.
Page 207 - A Booke Of Christian Prayers, Collected out of the Ancient Writers, and best learned in our time, worthy to be read with an earnest mind of all Christians, in these dangerous and troublesome daies, that God for Christes sake will yet still be mercifull unto us.
Page 111 - London, and dilygently amended in dyuers places where as ony faute was, in Flete strete, at the sygne of the Sonne, by me Wynkyn de Worde, in the yere of our lorde god M.CCCCC.xxviii the ix daye of Apryll.