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...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
nor promised reason received rhyme time unto
I was promised on a time - to have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason
sweet time spring
There is continual spring, and harvest there Continual, both meeting at one time: For both the boughs do laughing blossoms bear, And with fresh colours deck the wanton prime, And eke attonce the heavy trees they climb, Which seem to labour under their fruits load: The whiles the joyous birds make their pastime Amongst the shady leaves, their sweet above, And their true loves without suspicion tell abroad.
time moving numbers
Ah when will this long weary day have end, And lend me leave to come unto my love? How slowly do the hours their numbers spend! How slowly does sad Time his feathers move!
time rose rose-flower
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
grow loves seldom true
True loves are often sown, but seldom grow on ground.
creature full hart humorous humour limbs saw side soft softly sunny sweet
Whiles every sence teh humour sweet embayd, / And slombring soft my hart did steale away, / Me seemed, by my side a royall Mayd / Her daintie limbs full softly down did lay: / So faire a creature yet saw never sunny day.
discord lays
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
heart iron mind
This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
good maketh mind wretch
It is the mind that maketh good of ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
strives
He that strives to touch the starts, oft stumbles at a straw.
death ease greatly life port sleep stormy war
Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, Ease after war, death after life does greatly please.
judge love
Be judge ye heavens, that all things right esteeme, / How I him loved, and love with all my might, / So thought I eke of him, and thinke I thought aright.
beauty blood gentle
For all that faire is, is by nature good;That is a signe to know the gentle blood.
taste
There is no disputing about taste.