Edmund Spenser
Edmund Spenser
Edmund Spenserwas an English poet best known for The Faerie Queene, an epic poem and fantastical allegory celebrating the Tudor dynasty and Elizabeth I. He is recognized as one of the premier craftsmen of nascent Modern English verse, and is often considered one of the greatest poets in the English language...
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ProfessionPoet
heart men air
A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
passion waking rage
Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
sweet breathing play
Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan's beams, which then did glister fair
heart joy venus
Joy may you have and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement: And let faire Venus, that is Queene of love, With her heart-quelling Sonne upon you smile
sweet sweet-love haste
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
mourning absence mates
Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate
spring flower earth
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid
art mourning broke
good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What! hath some wolfe thy tender lambes ytorne? Or is thy bagpype broke, that soundes so sweete? Or art thou of thy loved lasse forlorne?
fall liberty delight
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
hands victory unjust
Vaine is the vaunt, and victory unjust, that more to mighty hands, then rightfull cause doth trust.
may lost found
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
feet doe earth
O happy earth, Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread!
pride names forever
How many great ones may remember'd be, Which in their days most famously did flourish, Of whom no word we hear, nor sign now see, But as things wip'd out with a sponge do perish, Because the living cared not to cherish No gentle wits, through pride or covetize, Which might their names forever memorize!
avenging simple subdue truth
O how can beautie maister the most strong, / And simple truth subdue avenging wrong?