Poem 1 (Edmund Spenser Poems)
YE learned sisters which haue oftentimes beene to me ayding, others to adorne: Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
YE learned sisters which haue oftentimes beene to me ayding, others to adorne: Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
The paynefull smith with force of feruent heat, the hardest yron soone doth mollify: that with his heauy sledge he ...
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay, My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits beholding me that all the ...
SHall I then silent be or shall I speake? And if I speake, her wrath renew I shall: and if ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
FRESH Spring, the herald of loves mighty king, In whose cote-armour richly are displayd All sorts of flowers, the which ...
THe wanton boy was shortly wel recured, of that his malady: But he soone after fresh againe enured, his former ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
BVt let stil Silence trew night watches keepe, That sacred peace may in assurance rayne, And tymely sleep, when it ...
VNquiet thought, whom at the first I bred, Of th'inward bale of my loue pined hart: and sithens haue with ...
Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast, Enough is it, that all the day was youres: Now day is doen, ...
FResh spring the herald of loues mighty king, In whose cote armour richly are displayd, all sorts of flowers the ...
EArly before the worlds light giuing lampe, His golden beame vpon the hils doth spred, Hauing disperst the nights vnchearefull ...
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love like the spectator ydly sits Beholding me that all the ...
NEw yeare forth looking out of Ianus gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight: and bidding th'old Adieu, ...
Come, my Ardelia, to this bowre, Where kindly mingling Souls a while, Let's innocently spend an houre, And at all ...
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends, That we should grieve for their too early ends: He that surveys ...
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