The Shepheardes Calender: December (Edmund Spenser Poems)
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
August: ?gloga Octaua. Willye. Perigot. Cuddie.Willye.Ell me Perigot, what shalbe the game, Wherefore with myne thou dare thy musick matche? ...
June: AEgloga Sexta. HOBBINOL & COLIN Cloute.HOBBINOL.LO! Collin, here the place, whose pleasaunt syte From other shades hath weand my ...
Fie on these Lydian tunes which blunt our sprightsAnd turne our gallants to Hermaphrodites:Giue me a Doricke touch, whose Semphony,And ...
Although great Lady. it may seeme right strangeThat I a stranger should presume thus farre,To write to you: yet as ...
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
The Senses dull of my appalled museForeweryed with the trauayle of my brayneIn scannyng of the argued Bookes difuse,And darke ...
Devyde my tymes and rate my wretched howresFrom days to months, fro months to many yeers,And than compare my sweetest ...
Loe I am sent, but vnto whome God knowes:Mine aucthor ment, this message to inclose.Within his chest, as he doth ...
By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'dWho takes the well wrought Arras for a shadeThere hopes to pearch and with ...
Handsome she was, and well beseene, As fresh as any of them all,Her rament for the most part greene, Her ...
By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'd Who takes the well wrought Arras for a shade There hopes to pearch ...
Strephon. You Gote-heard Gods, that loue the grassie mountaines, You Nimphes that haunt the springs in pleasant vallies, You Satyrs ...
RIng ye the bels, ye yong men of the towne, And leaue your wonted labors for this day: This day ...
AFter so long a race as I haue run Through Faery land, which those six books copile giue leaue to ...
Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast, Enough is it, that all the day was youres: Now day is doen, ...
AH when will this long vveary day haue end, and lende me leaue to come vnto my loue? Hovv slovvly ...
TO whom his mother closely smiling sayd, twixt earnest and twixt game: See thou thy selfe likewise art lyttle made, ...
REtourne agayne my forces late dismayd, Vnto the siege by you abandon'd quite, great shame it is to leaue like ...
SInce I did leaue the presence of my loue, Many long weary dayes I haue outworne: and many nights, that ...
LEaue lady, in your glasse of christall clene, Your goodly selfe for euermore to vew: and in my selfe, my ...
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