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Epic

"epic, adj. and n." OED Online. Oxford University Press, September 2014. Web. 9 September 2014.

adj.
1. Pertaining to that species of poetical composition (see epos n.), represented typically by the Iliad and Odyssey, which celebrates in the form of a continuous narrative the achievements of one or more heroic personages of history or tradition.
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Edmund Spenser

Related:  My timely buds with wayling all are wasted:,  Yet all for naught: [such] sight hath bred my bane.,  And am forlorne, (alas why am I lorne?),  As on your boughes the ysicles depend.,  And now is come thy wynters stormy state,,  All so my lustfull leafe is drye and sere,  And thou vnlucky Muse, that wontst to ease,  And laughes the songes, that Colin Clout doth make.,  It is not Hobbinol, wherefore I plaine,,  vnnethes,  Hobbinol,  Ah foolish Hobbinol, thy gyfts bene vayne:,  With breathed sighes is blowne away, & blasted,,  Colin clout,  Wherein I sawe so fayre a sight, as shee.,  Colins Embleme.,  Both pype and Muse, shall sore the while abye.,  The Shepheardes Calender: January,  And eke tenne thousand sithes I blesse the stoure,,  And of my rurall musick holdeth scorne.,  A thousand sithes I curse that carefull hower,,  auaile,  Yet for thou pleasest not, where most I would:,  Whilome thy fresh spring flowrd, and after hasted,  The blossome, which my braunch of youth did beare,,  His kiddes, his cracknelles, and his early fruit.,  Shee deignes not my good will, but doth reproue,,  Sere,  Virgil,  John Milton,  Teaching notes, 10 Sept. 2014,  Wherein I longd the neighbour towne to see:,  neighbour towne,  Shepheards deuise she hateth as the snake,,  Thy mantle mard, wherein thou mas-kedst late.,  Colin them gives to Rosalind againe.,  Art made a myrrhour, to behold my plight:,  I loue,  Pastoral,  So broke his oaten pype, and downe dyd lye.,  sithes,  His clownish gifts,  Albee my loue he seeke with dayly suit:,  Ah God, that loue should breede both ioy and payne.,  And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend,,  I loue thilke lasse, (alas why doe I loue?),  Thou barrein ground, whome winters wrath hath wasted,,  overhaile,  Stoure,  Thy sommer prowde with Daffadillies dight.,  Wherefore my pype, albee rude Pan thou please,,  My musing mynd, yet canst not, when thou should:,  Edmund Spenser,  Rosalind,  His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,,  EK's gloss,  couth