Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn'd himself first to subdue. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed sourse,And being once amisse growes daily… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life, the leaf, the bud, the flower; No more doth flourish after… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Through knowledge we behold the world's creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature's cunning operation, How… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“All this world's glory seemeth vain to me, And all their shows but shadows, saving she.” — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing pine,the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry,… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“The whiles some one did chaunt this louely lay; Ah see, who so faire thing doest faine to see, In springing flowre the image… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“There is nothing lost, but may be found, if sought. (No hay nada perdido, que no pueda encontrarse, si se lo busca)” — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“It is the mynd, that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happie, rich or poore: For some, that hath abundance at his… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan's beams, which then did glister fair — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
