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Major poets of English Renaissance
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Edmund Spenser, Amoretti (1595)
Edmund Spenser
FAYRE eyes, the myrrour of my mazed hart ...
WHEN I behold that beauties wonderment ...
The souerayne beauty which I doo admyre ...
WAS it the worke of nature or of Art?
New yeare forth looking out of Janus gate ...
... if Gold, her locks are finest gold on ground ...
Dark is my day, whyles her fayre light I miss, And dead my life that wants such lively bliss.
MORE then most faire, full of the liuing fire ...
Lackyng my loue I go from place to place ...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
Penelope for her Ulysses' sake, Devised a web her wooers to deceive ...
Coming to kiss her lips, such grace I found, Me seemed I smelled a garden of sweet flowers ...
Since I have lacked the comfort of that light ...
Shakespeare, Sonnets
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 54, 1609
William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
William Shakespeare
Love, whose month is ever May ...
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd ...
But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet ...
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow ...
Do not swear by the moon ...
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west ...