Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. Edmund Spenser More Quotes by Edmund Spenser More Quotes From Edmund Spenser Bright as does the morning star appear, Edmund Spenser drawing stars morning The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, Edmund Spenser deeds mind men All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss. Edmund Spenser gratitude appreciation happiness Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion Edmund Spenser sad ends long For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; Edmund Spenser 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! Edmund Spenser time numbers moving What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty? Edmund Spenser delight liberty fall After her came jolly June, arrayed Edmund Spenser june player 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. Edmund Spenser spring time sweet Vaine is the vaunt, and victory unjust, that more to mighty hands, then rightfull cause doth trust. Edmund Spenser vaunt victory hands I hate the day, because it lendeth light Edmund Spenser heartbroken broken-heart heartbreak So furiously each other did assayle, As if their soules they would attonce haue rent Out of their brests, that streames of bloud did rayle Adowne, as if their springes of life were spent; That all the ground with purple bloud was sprent, And all their armours staynd with bloudie gore, Yet scarcely once to breath would they relent, So mortall was their malice and so sore, Become of fayned friendship which they vow'd afore. Edmund Spenser vow purple malice And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain. Edmund Spenser depressing pleasure pain Pour out the wine without restraint or stay, Edmund Spenser restraint cups wine Gold all is not that doth golden seem. Edmund Spenser golden gold seems One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide and made my pains his prey. Vain man (said she) that dost in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalise; For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wipèd out likewise. Not so (quod I); let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live by fame; My verse your virtues rare shall eternise, And in the heavens write your glorious name: Where, when as Death shall all the world subdue, Our love shall live, and later life renew. Edmund Spenser pain writing men He oft finds med'cine, who his griefe imparts; But double griefs afflict concealing harts, As raging flames who striveth to supresse. Edmund Spenser flames grief epic All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever. Edmund Spenser voice sweet love For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store. Edmund Spenser may littles men The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne. Edmund Spenser gentle gentleman deeds
