Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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Page 93
... spirits that hath dar'd On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object : can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt ? O ...
... spirits that hath dar'd On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object : can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt ? O ...
Page 278
... Spirits for his fault amerced Of heav'n , and from eternal splendors flung For his revolt , yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered : as when heaven's fire Hath scathed the forest oaks or mountain pines , With singed top ...
... Spirits for his fault amerced Of heav'n , and from eternal splendors flung For his revolt , yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered : as when heaven's fire Hath scathed the forest oaks or mountain pines , With singed top ...
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... Spirits of heav'n . ' To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : ' Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part ...
... Spirits of heav'n . ' To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : ' Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part ...
Contents
SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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