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... hills at hand re - echoing with the din , Of shouts without , and fearful shrieks within . When all at once the Englishmen assail , The French within all valiantly defend , And in a first assault , if any fail , They by a second strive ...
... hills at hand re - echoing with the din , Of shouts without , and fearful shrieks within . When all at once the Englishmen assail , The French within all valiantly defend , And in a first assault , if any fail , They by a second strive ...
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... hills with her watʼry hands , As though she meant her empery to have , Where e'en but lately she beheld her grave . Through all the land , from places far and near , Led to the field as fortune lots their side ( With th ' ancient ...
... hills with her watʼry hands , As though she meant her empery to have , Where e'en but lately she beheld her grave . Through all the land , from places far and near , Led to the field as fortune lots their side ( With th ' ancient ...
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... hill . At whose fair foot the silver Treut doth slide , And the slow air with her soft murmurings fill , Which with the store of liberal brooks supply'd , Th ' insatiate meads continually doth swill , Over whose stream a bridge of wond ...
... hill . At whose fair foot the silver Treut doth slide , And the slow air with her soft murmurings fill , Which with the store of liberal brooks supply'd , Th ' insatiate meads continually doth swill , Over whose stream a bridge of wond ...
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... hill in sight of Burton lay , Watching to take advantage of the day . Stay Surry , stay , thou may'st too soon be gone ; Pause till this heat be somewhat overpast ; Full little know'st thou whither thou do'st run ; Richmont and Pembroke ...
... hill in sight of Burton lay , Watching to take advantage of the day . Stay Surry , stay , thou may'st too soon be gone ; Pause till this heat be somewhat overpast ; Full little know'st thou whither thou do'st run ; Richmont and Pembroke ...
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... hills in Meonia : hereupon are intricate turnings , by a transumptive and metonymical kind of speech , called meanders : for this river did so strangely path itself , that the foot seemed to touch the head . ( " ) " Rose of the world ...
... hills in Meonia : hereupon are intricate turnings , by a transumptive and metonymical kind of speech , called meanders : for this river did so strangely path itself , that the foot seemed to touch the head . ( " ) " Rose of the world ...
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Page 405 - SINCE there's no help, come let us kiss and part, Nay I have done, you get no more of me ; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free ; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Page 428 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train Landed King Harry.
Page 428 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.
Page 374 - From wealthy abbots chests, and churls abundant store, What oftentimes he took, he shar'd among the poor : No lordly bishop came in lusty Robin's way, To him before he went, but for his pass must pay : The widow in distress he graciously...
Page 122 - This Puck seems but a dreaming dolt, Still walking like a ragged colt, And oft out of a bush doth bolt, Of purpose to deceive us; And leading us makes us to stray, Long winter's nights, out of the way; And when we stick in mire and clay, Hob doth with laughter leave us.
Page 428 - They now to fight are gone, Armour on armour shone, Drum now to drum did groan, To hear was wonder ; That with the cries they make. The very earth did shake. Trumpet to trumpet spake. Thunder to thunder.
Page 120 - And somewhat southward toward the noon, Whence lies a way up to the moon, And thence the Fairy can as soon Pass to the earth below it. The walls of spiders...
Page 428 - With Spanish yew so strong, Arrows a cloth-yard long That like to serpents stung, Piercing the weather; None from his fellow starts, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts Stuck close together.
Page 405 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Page 125 - And suddenly unties the poke, Which out of it sent such a smoke, As ready was them all to choke, So grievous was the pother; So that the knights each other lost, And stood as still as any post; Tom Thumb nor Tomalin could boast Themselves of any other.