Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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41. oldal
... praise is due , Only in you my song begins and endeth . Who hath the eyes which marrie state with pleasure , Who keepes the key of Natures chiefest treasure : To you , to you , all song of praise is due , Only for you the heau'n forgate ...
... praise is due , Only in you my song begins and endeth . Who hath the eyes which marrie state with pleasure , Who keepes the key of Natures chiefest treasure : To you , to you , all song of praise is due , Only for you the heau'n forgate ...
231. oldal
... Praise of Spenser ALL their pipes were still , And Colin Clout began to tune his quill With such deep art , that ... praise Of him that is the first and last of days . Divinest Spenser , heaven - bred , happy Muse ! Would any power into ...
... Praise of Spenser ALL their pipes were still , And Colin Clout began to tune his quill With such deep art , that ... praise Of him that is the first and last of days . Divinest Spenser , heaven - bred , happy Muse ! Would any power into ...
484. oldal
... praise , lamented shade ! receive , This praise at least a grateful Muse may give : The Muse , whose early voice you taught to sing , Prescribed her heights , and pruned her tender wing , ( Her guide now lost ) no more attempts to rise ...
... praise , lamented shade ! receive , This praise at least a grateful Muse may give : The Muse , whose early voice you taught to sing , Prescribed her heights , and pruned her tender wing , ( Her guide now lost ) no more attempts to rise ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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