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Portrait of Edmund Spenser Edmund Spenser The Faerie Queen — Canto V

But answer none receives: the darkness him does shrowd.
XIV
In haste Duessa from her place arose,
⁠And to him running said, O prowest knight,
⁠That ever Ladie to her love did chose,
⁠Let now abate the terror of your might,
⁠And quench the flame of furious despight,
⁠And bloudie vengeance; lo th' infernall powres,
⁠Covering your foe with cloud of deadly night,
⁠Have borne him hence to Plutoes balefull bowres.
The conquest yours, I yours, the shield, the glory yours.
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Portrait of Edmund Spenser Edmund Spenser The Faerie Queen — Canto V

To gaze on earthly wight that with the Night durst ride.
XXXIII
They pas the bitter waves of Acheron,
⁠Where many soules sit wailing woefully,
⁠And come to fiery flood of Phlegeton,
⁠Whereas the damned ghosts in torments fry,
⁠And with sharpe shrilling shriekes doe bootlesse cry,
⁠Cursing high Jove, the which them thither sent.
⁠The house of endlesse paine is built thereby,
⁠In which ten thousand sorts of punishment
The cursed creatures doe eternally torment.
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Portrait of Edmund Spenser Edmund Spenser The Faerie Queen — Canto V

A shrilling trompet sownded from on hye,
⁠And unto battaill bad them selves addresse:
⁠Their shining shieldes about their wrestes they tye,
⁠And burning blades about their heads do blesse,
⁠The instruments of wrath and heavinesse:
⁠With greedy force each other doth assayle,
⁠And strike so fiercely, that they do impresse
⁠Deepe dinted furrowes in the battred mayle;
The yron walles to ward their blowes are weak and fraile.
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