Sonnet LXXXII (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Ioy of my life, full oft for louing you I blesse my lot, that was so lucky placed: but then ...
Ioy of my life, full oft for louing you I blesse my lot, that was so lucky placed: but then ...
THe Panther knowing that his spotted hyde, Doth please all beasts but that his looks the fray: within a bush ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
THrise happie she, that is so well assured Vnto her selfe and setled so in hart: that nether will for ...
SOng made in lieu of many ornaments, With which my loue should duly haue bene dect, Which cutting off through ...
MOst happy letters fram'd by skilfull trade, with which that happy name was first defynd: the which three times thrise ...
NOw al is done; bring home the bride againe, bring home the triumph of our victory, Bring home with you ...
Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast, Enough is it, that all the day was youres: Now day is doen, ...
VNto his mother straight he weeping came, and of his griefe complayned: Who could not chose but laugh at his ...
BEing my selfe captyued here in care, My hart, whom none with seruile bands can tye: but the fayre tresses ...
YE learned sisters which haue oftentimes beene to me ayding, others to adorne: Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
OPen the temple gates vnto my loue, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the postes adorne ...
SWeet is the Rose, but growes vpon a brere; Sweet is the Iunipere, but sharpe his bough; sweet is the ...
ANd thou great Iuno, which with awful might the lawes of wedlock still dost patronize, And the religion of the ...
COmming to kisse her lyps, (such grace I found) Me seemd I smelt a gardin of sweet flowres: that dainty ...
MArk when she smiles with amiable cheare, And tell me whereto can ye lyken it: when on each eyelid sweetly ...
THey that in course of heauenly spheares are skild, To euery planet point his sundry yeare: in which her circles ...
I Ioy to see how in your drawen work, Your selfe vnto the Bee ye doe compare; and me vnto ...
LOng-while I sought to what I might compare those powrefull eies, which lighte my dark spright, yet find I nought ...
VNrighteous Lord of loue what law is this, That me thou makest thus tormented be: the whiles she lordeth in ...
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