The Shepheardes Calender: March (Edmund Spenser Poems)
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
O Great Creator of the starrie Pole, and heauenly things O mightie founder of the earthly mole, chiefe king of ...
Let now each Meade with flowers be depainted, Of sundry colours sweetest odours glowing:Roses yeeld foorth your smells so ...
Never a greater foe did Love disdaine, Or trode on grasse so gay,Nor Nimph ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine,Warm without Sun, and shady without rain,Fann'd by an air, that scarsly bent ...
Always for the first timeHardly do I know you by sightYou return at some hour of the night to a ...
Lord, in my silence how do I despise What ...
Come, follow, follow me,You, fairy elves that be;Which circle on the greene,Come follow Mab, your queene,Hand in hand let's dance ...
Glomie Winter raign'd as King,Hoarie frost did nip each thing:Fields look'd naked now and bare,Fields which like a Chaos were.Earth ...
The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed:While he is mine, and I am ...
Kisse mee, Sweet: The wary loverCan your favours keepe, and cover,When the common courting jayAll your bounties will betray.Kisse againe: ...
One day, ? ten times happie was that day, Emaricdulf was in her garden walking,Where Floras imps ioy'd with her ...
As many stars as Heauen containeth, striueTo frame my harme, and lucklesse hap to show:And in th' Earth no grasse ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
When such a day, blesst the Arcadian plaine, Warm without Sun, and shady without rain, Fann'd by an air, that ...
Always for the first time Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
The Porch was blazoned with geranium bloom; Myrtle and jasmine meadows lit the lea; With rose and violet the vale's ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
SHE fell away in her first ages spring, Whil'st yet her leafe was greene, and fresh her rinde, And whil'st ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
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