The Complete Works in Verse and Prose of Edmund Spenser: Complaints 1590-91. Essay on English pastoral poetrySpenser Society, 1882 |
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aboue againſt alſo Ambrose Philips amongſt baſe beafts beaſt braue cloſe Colin comma Corydon cruell delight doth dreadfull eclogue Edmund Spenser Edward Kirke euerie eyes faid faire fame farre feeke feeme felfe feruice firſt flie fome foone foorth forrow Foxe freſh fuch Gabriel Harvey goodly hath haue hauing heart heauen heauenly higheſt hight himſelfe Hobbinoll honour Ioue Item I giue J. P. Collier John Florio Ladie lament laſt leaue liue liuing loue Menalcas mihi misprinted moft moſt muſt neuer noble nought pastoral poetry Petrarch pleaſe pleaſures poem poet powre praiſe quæ reft reſt riuers Rome Rosalinde Samuel Daniel ſaw ſcorne ſee ſhall ſhe Shepheards Calender ſhould Sith ſkill ſmall Spenser ſpirite ſpoyle ſpring ſtate ſtreames ſweete thee Theocritus theſe things thoſe thou thouſand Vifions vnder vnto vpon Whilft whilome whofe whoſe wont καὶ
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Page xxix - Or along the shallow brook, Angling with a baited hook, See the fishes leap and play In a blessed sunny day; Or to hear the partridge call Till she have her covey all; Or to see the subtle fox, How the villain plies the box...
Page 42 - And him beside sits ugly Barbarisme, And brutish Ignorance, ycrept of late Out of dredd darknes of the deepe Abysme, Where being bredd, he light and heaven does hate : They in the mindes of men now tyrannize, And the faire Scene with rudenes foule disguize.
Page lvii - Poichè tra valli e monti le mostrate, Che non è terra di sì grandi altezze Che voi non foste degne ed onorate. Ora mi dite, se vi contentate Di star nell
Page lxxxvii - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Page xxvii - Much ado there was, God wot! He would love and she would not. She said, Never man was true; He said, None was false to you.
Page 43 - Rolling in rymes of shameles ribaudrie Without regard, or due Decorum kept ; Each idle wit at will presumes to make, And doth the Learneds taske upon him take.
Page xlv - Clout. My Blouzelinda is the blithest lass, Than primrose sweeter, or the clover-grass. Fair is the king-cup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows ; Fair is the gilliflower, of gardens sweet, Fair is the marygold, for pottage meet : But Blouzelind's than gilliflower more fair, Than daisy, marygold, or king-cup rare.
Page lxxxvii - It is done by a fellow less beholding to nature for his fortune than wit, yet lesser for his face than his fortune : the truth is, he looks more like a good fellow than a wise man ; and yet he is wise beyond either his fortune or education.
Page 118 - And in his liking to winne worthie place ; Through due deserts and comely carriage, In whatso please employ his personage, That may be matter...
Page xliv - Thou wilt not find my shepherdesses idly piping on oaten reeds, but milking the kine, tying up the sheaves, or if the hogs are astray driving them to their styes. My shepherd gathereth none other nosegays but what are the growth of our own fields, he sleepeth not under myrtle shades, but under a hedge, nor doth he vigilantly defend his flocks from wolves, because there are none...