 | Robert Southey - 1831 - 1038 psl.
...were gotten out. Of the great woode, vpon a craggy roche When cleare Dyana, in the Scorpion Agajnnt led of Love, gan lowly to availe ; And her prowd portaunce and her princely ges fiure, a goodly region Where stode a palaice, bye and precious Beyonde an hauen, full tempestuous Then... | |
 | Stephen Hawes - 1845 - 256 psl.
...Forth on our way at all adventure. CAP. XXXVI. HOW I1E MADE OBLACYON TO THE GODES PALLAS, AN1> SAYLED OVER THE TEMPESTUOUS FLODE. So long we rode over hill...Beyond the haven at sure entres Blowyng out fyre by marvellous wydnes. The fyre was great, it made the ylande lyght, He rored loude, it semeth lyke the... | |
 | Stephen Hawes - 1845 - 242 psl.
...woode upon a craggy roche, When cleare Dyana in the Scorpion Agaynst fayre Phebus began to apprqche, For to be at her whole opposition, We sawe from farre...Beyond the haven at sure entres Blowyng out fyre by marveilous wydnes. The fyre was great, it made the ylande lyght, He rored loude, it semeth lyke the... | |
 | Stephen Hawes - 1845 - 242 psl.
...a place of dissolute darkenes. The ladies and I were in feare and doubt, Tyll at the last that \ve were gotten out Of the great woode upon a craggy roche,...from farre a goodly region, Where stode a palayce bye and precious, Beyonde an haven full tempestuous. Then sayd Perceveraunce ; Beholde ye and se, Yonder... | |
 | Percy Society - 1846 - 250 psl.
...Forth on our way at all adventure. CAP. XXXVI. HOW HE MADE OBLACYON TO THE GODES PALLAS, AND SAYLED OVER THE TEMPESTUOUS FLODE. So long we rode over hill...Beyond the haven at sure entres Blowyng out fyre by marveilous wydnes. The fyre was great, it made the ylande lyght, He rored loude, it semeth lyke the... | |
 | Percy Society - 1846 - 244 psl.
...over hill and valey, Tyll that we came into a wyldernes, On every syde there wylde beastes laye, Eyght straunge and fierce in sundry likenes; It was a place...Beyond the haven at sure entres Blowyng out fyre by marvellous wydnes. The fyre was great, it made the ylande lyght, He rored loude, it semeth lyke the... | |
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So long we rode over hill and valey, Tyll that we came into a wyldernes, On every syde there wylde beastes laye, Ryght straunge and fierce in sundry likenes; It was a place of dissolute darkenes. The ladies and I were in feare and doubt, Tyll at the last... 