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... hand to hand . Speak not to me of truce , and pledge , and wine ! Remember all thy valor : try thy feints And cunning ! all the pity I had is gone ; Because thou hast shamed me before both the hosts With thy light skipping tricks , and ...
... hand to hand . Speak not to me of truce , and pledge , and wine ! Remember all thy valor : try thy feints And cunning ! all the pity I had is gone ; Because thou hast shamed me before both the hosts With thy light skipping tricks , and ...
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... hand Against his breast , his heavy mailèd hand , That the hard iron corslet clanked aloud ; And to his heart he pressed the other hand , And in a hollow voice he spake , and said : — " Sohrab , that were a proof which could not lie ...
... hand Against his breast , his heavy mailèd hand , That the hard iron corslet clanked aloud ; And to his heart he pressed the other hand , And in a hollow voice he spake , and said : — " Sohrab , that were a proof which could not lie ...
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... hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the fire ? And what shoulder , and what art , Could twist the sinews of ...
... hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the fire ? And what shoulder , and what art , Could twist the sinews of ...
Contents
INTRODUCTION I | 1 |
INTRODUCTION TO NARRATIVE POETRY | 37 |
EDMUND SPENSER | 42 |
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