Poems by Edmund Spenser
Amoretti XV: Ye tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle
... If Pearles, hir teeth be pearles both pure and round ...
from The Shepheardes Calender: October
... PIERS And when my Gates shall han their bellies layd: ...
An Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty
... All sow'd with glist'ring stars more thick than grass, ...
Amoretti LXX: Fresh spring the herald of loves mighty king
... Make hast therefore sweet love, whilest it is prime, ...
Amoretti LXXI: I joy to see how in your drawen work
... Right so your selfe were caught in cunning snare ...
Amoretti I: Happy ye leaves when as those lilly hands
... Written with teares in harts close bleeding book ...
Amoretti LV: So oft as I her beauty do behold
... Then since to heaven ye likened are the best, ...
['Joy of my life, full oft for loving you']
... Some heavenly wit, whose verse could have enchased ...
Amoretti VIII: More then most faire, full of the living fire
... Thrugh your bright beams doth not the blinded guest ...
Amoretti LXII: "The weary yeare his race now having run"
... Then shall the new yeares joy forth freshly send, ...
The Ruines of Time
... And streames of teares from her faire eyes forth railing ...
An Hymne In Honour Of Beautie
... Now of her smiles, with which their soules they feede, ...
The Shepheardes Calender: December
... My boughes with bloosmes that crowned were at firste, ...
Virgils Gnat
... Throgh the wide woods, & groues, with green leaues dight ...
The Faerie Queene, Book II, Canto XII
... pleasures plenteously&emsp ...
