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第 83 頁 - I have loved thee, little Musgrave, Full long and many a day: " " So have I loved you, fair lady, Yet never word durst I say.
第 284 頁 - ... friendship. Such pleasures were then devised for the king's comfort and consolation, as might be invented, or by man's wit imagined. The banquets were set forth, with masks and mummeries, in so gorgeous a sort, and costly manner, that it was a heaven to behold.
第 335 頁 - And cursed heaven, and spake reproachful shame Of highest God, the Lord of life and light, A bold bad man, that dar'd to call by name Great Gorgon, prince of darkness and dead night, At which Cocytus quakes and Styx is put to flight.
第 82 頁 - Sith her father hath chose her a new, new love, And forbidde her to think of thee. Her father hath brought her a carlish knight, Sir John of the north countraye, And within three dayes shee must him wedde, Or he vowes he will her slaye.
第 153 頁 - The owl, with feeble sight, Lies lurking in the leaves, The sparrow in the frosty night May shroud her in the eaves.
第 81 頁 - And aye she laments the deadly feud Between her house and thine. And here she sends thee a silken scarf Bedewed with many a tear, And bids thee sometimes think on her, Who loved thee so dear. And here she sends thee a ring of gold, The last boon thou ma/st have, And bids thee wear it for her sake, When she is laid in grave.
第 151 頁 - Above a pearl in price, Or judged the owl in sight The sparhawk to excel, Which flieth but in the night, As all men know right well...