Sonnet IX (Edmund Spenser Poems)
LOng-while I sought to what I might compare those powrefull eies, which lighte my dark spright, yet find I nought ...
LOng-while I sought to what I might compare those powrefull eies, which lighte my dark spright, yet find I nought ...
MEn call you fayre, and you doe credit it, For that your selfe ye dayly such doe see: but the ...
AFter so long a race as I haue run Through Faery land, which those six books copile giue leaue to ...
ANd thou great Iuno, which with awful might the lawes of wedlock still dost patronize, And the religion of the ...
THe merry Cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trompet shrill hath thrise already sounded: that warnes al louers wayt vpon their ...
SO oft as I her beauty doe behold, And therewith doe her cruelty compare: I maruaile of what substance was ...
BE nought dismayd that her vnmoued mind, doth still persist in her rebellious pride: such loue not lyke to lusts ...
LEaue lady, in your glasse of christall clene, Your goodly selfe for euermore to vew: and in my selfe, my ...
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay, My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits beholding me that all the ...
Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
Lyke as a huntsman after weary chace, Seeing the game from him escapt away: sits downe to rest him in ...
ARion, when through tempests cruel wracke, He forth was thrown into the greedy seas: through the sweet musick which his ...
MY hungry eyes, through greedy couetize, Still to behold the obiect of theyr payne: with no contentment can themselues suffize, ...
SHe tooke him streight full pitiously lamenting, and wrapt him in her smock: She wrapt him softly, all the while ...
ONe day as I vnwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loues immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart ...
OFt when my spirit doth spred her bolder winges, In mind to mount vp to the purest sky: it down ...
DAyly when I do seeke and sew for peace, And hostages doe offer for my truth: she cruell warriour doth ...
THe laurell leafe, which you this day doe weare, guies me great hope of your relenting mynd: for since it ...
HAppy ye leaues when as those lilly hands, which hold my life in their dead doing might shall handle you ...
RVdely thou wrongest my deare harts desire, In finding fault with her too portly pride: the thing which I doo ...
Unhappy verse, the witness of my unhappy state, Make thy self flutt'ring wings of thy fast flying Thought, and fly ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
MOst happy letters fram'd by skilfull trade, with which that happy name was first defynd: the which three times thrise ...
MArk when she smiles with amiable cheare, And tell me whereto can ye lyken it: when on each eyelid sweetly ...
The paynefull smith with force of feruent heat, the hardest yron soone doth mollify: that with his heauy sledge he ...
INnocent paper whom too cruell hand, Did make the matter to auenge her yre: and ere she could thy cause ...
IN vaine I seeke and sew to her for grace, and doe myne humbled hart before her poure: the whiles ...
SWeet is the Rose, but growes vpon a brere; Sweet is the Iunipere, but sharpe his bough; sweet is the ...
Most happy letters, fram'd by skilful trade, With which that happy name was first design'd: The which three times thrice ...
TEll me ye merchants daughters did ye see So fayre a creature in your towne before, So sweet, so louely, ...
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