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The Faerie Queene, Book I, Dedication The Faerie Queene, Book I, Dedication

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Dedication
TO THE MOST HIGH, MIGHTIE, AND MAGNIFICENT EMPERESSERENOWNED FOR PIETIE, VERTVE, AND ALL GRATIOVS GOVERNMENT ELIZABETH BY THE GRACE OF GODQueen of England, Fraunce and Ireland, and of Virginia,... Poems - Post by : superwebbiz - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 3785

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 1 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 1

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 1
CANTO I The Patron of true Holinesse foule Errour doth defeate; Hypocrisie him to entrappe doth to his home entreate. IA GENTLE Knight(*) was pricking on the plaine, Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde, Wherein old dints of deepe wounds did remaine, The cruel markes of... Poems - Post by : Maxfreesurfing - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1386

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 2 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 2

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 2
CANTO II The guilefull great Enchaunter parts the Redcrosse Knight from truth, Into whose stead faire Falshood steps, and workes him wofull ruth. IBy this the Northerne wagoner(*) had set His sevenfold teme(*) behind the stedfast starre,(*) That was in Ocean waves yet never wet, But firme... Poems - Post by : frankbck - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 3409

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 3 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 3

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 3
CANTO III Forsaken Truth long seekes her love, and makes the Lyon mylde, Marres blind Devotions mart, and fals in hand of leachour vylde. INought is there under heav'ns wide hollownesse, That moves more deare compassion of mind, Then beautie brought t' unworthy wretchednesse Through envies snares,... Poems - Post by : magicthought - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2722

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 4 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 4

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 4
CANTO IV To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brother's death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge him to fight. IYoung knight whatever that dost armes professe, And through long labours huntest after fame, Beware of fraud, beware of ficklenesse, In choice, and change... Poems - Post by : stevepennington - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1080

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 5 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 5

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 5
CANTO V The faithfull knight in equall field subdewes his faithlesse foe, Whom false Duessa saves, and for his cure to hell does goe. ITHE noble hart, that harbours vertuous thought, And is with child of glorious great intent, Can never rest, untill it forth have brought... Poems - Post by : SimonUK71 - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 773

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 6 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 6

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 6
CANTO VI From lawlesse lust by wondrous grace fayre Una is releast: Whom salvage nation does adore, and learnes her wise beheast. IAs when a ship, that flyes faire under saile, An hidden rocke escaped hath unwares, That lay in waite her wrack for to bewaile, The... Poems - Post by : Tumbarumba - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2443

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 7 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 7

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 7
CANTO VII The Redcrosse knight is captive made by Gyaunt proud opprest, Prince Arthur meets with Una great- ly with those newes distrest. IWhat man so wise, what earthly wit so ware, As to discry the crafty cunning traine, By which deceipt doth maske in visour faire,... Poems - Post by : lonestar - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2754

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 8 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 8

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 8
CANTO VIII Faire virgin, to redeeme her deare brings Arthur to the fight: Who slayes that Gyant, woundes the beast, and strips Duessa quight. IAy me, how many perils doe enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall, Were not that heavenly grace doth him uphold,... Poems - Post by : asianbrain - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1041

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 9 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 9

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 9
CANTO IX His loves and lignage Arthur tells: the Knights knit friendly hands: Sir Trevisan flies from Despayre, whom Redcrosse Knight withstands. IO goodly golden chaine,(*) wherewith yfere The vertues linked are in lovely wize: And noble mindes of yore allyed were, In brave poursuit of chevalrous... Poems - Post by : Edwin - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1853

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 10 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 10

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 10
CANTO X Her faithfull knight faire Una brings to house of Holinesse, Where he is taught repentance, and the way to heavenly blesse. IWhat man is he, that boasts of fleshly might And vaine assurance of mortality, Which all so soone as it doth come to fight... Poems - Post by : forunme - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1959

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 11 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 11

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 11
CANTO XI The knight with that old Dragon fights two dayes incessantly; The third him overthrowes, and gayns most glorious victory. IHigh time now gan it wex for Una faire To thinke of those her captive Parents deare, And their forwasted kingdome to repaire: Whereto whenas they... Poems - Post by : mare2 - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1910

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 12 The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 12

The Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 12
CANTO XII Faire Una to the Redcrosse knight, betrouthed is with joy: Though false Duessa it to barre her false sleights doe imploy. IBEHOLD I see the haven nigh at hand, To which I meane my wearie course to bend; Vere the maine shete,(*) and beare up with... Poems - Post by : henry - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2131

Amoretti: Sonnet 87 Amoretti: Sonnet 87

Amoretti: Sonnet 87
Since I have lackt the comfort of that lightThe which was wont to lead my thoughts astray,I wander as in darknesse of the night,Affrayd of every dangers least dismay.Ne ought I see, though in the clearest day,When others gaze upon theyr shadowes vayne,But th'only image of that heavenly rayWhereof some glance doth in mine eie remayne.Of which beholding the idaea playne,Through contemplation of my purest part,With light thereof I doe my self sustayne,And thereon feed my love-affamisht hart. But with such brightnesse whylest I fill my mind, I starve my body, and mine eyes doe blynd.(The end)Edmund Spenser's poem:... Poems - Post by : superwebbiz - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2142

Amoretti: Sonnet 86 Amoretti: Sonnet 86

Amoretti: Sonnet 86
Since I did leave the presence of my Love,Many long weary dayes I have outworne,And many nights, that slowly seemd to moveTheyr sad protract from evening untill morn.For, when as day the heaven doth adorne,I wish that night the noyous day would end:And when as night hath us of light forlorne,I wish that day would shortly reascend.Thus I the time with expectation spend,And faine my griefe with chaunges to beguile,That further seemes his terme still to extend,And maketh every minute seem a myle. So sorrowe still doth seem too long to last; But ioyous houres do fly away too... Poems - Post by : johneze - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 5747

Amoretti: Sonnet 85 Amoretti: Sonnet 85

Amoretti: Sonnet 85
Venemous tongue, tipt with vile adders sting,Of that self kynd with which the Furies fell,Their snaky heads doe combe, from which a springOf poysoned words and spightfull speeches well,Let all the plagues and horrid paines of hellUpon thee fall for thine accursed hyre,That with false forged lyes, which thou didst tell.In my true Love did stirre up coles of yre:The sparkes whereof let kindle thine own fyre,And, catching hold on thine own wicked bed,Consume thee quite, that didst with guile conspireIn my sweet peace such breaches to have bred! Shame be thy meed, and mischiefe thy reward, Due to... Poems - Post by : C9Mouse - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2534

Amoretti: Sonnet 84 Amoretti: Sonnet 84

Amoretti: Sonnet 84
The world, that cannot deeme of worthy things,When I doe praise her, say I doe but flatter:So does the cuckow, when the mavis* sings,Begin his witlesse note apace to clatter.But they, that skill not of so heavenly matter,All that they know not, envy or admyre;Rather then envy, let them wonder at her,But not to deeme of her desert aspyre.Deepe in the closet of my parts entyre**,Her worth is written with a golden quill,That me with heavenly fury doth inspire,And my glad mouth with her sweet prayses fill: Which when as Fame in her shril trump shall thunder, Let the... Poems - Post by : tcloyes - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 1802

Amoretti: Sonnet 83 Amoretti: Sonnet 83

Amoretti: Sonnet 83
Let not one sparke of filthy lustfull fyreBreake out, that may her sacred peace molest;Ne one light glance of sensuall desyreAttempt to work her gentle mindes unrest:But pure affections bred in spotlesse brest,And modest thoughts breathd from well-tempred spirits,Goe visit her in her chaste bowre of rest,Accompanyde with angelick delightes.There fill your selfe with those most ioyous sights,The which my selfe could never yet attayne:But speake no word to her of these sad plights,Which her too constant stiffnesse doth constrayn. Onely behold her rare perfection, And blesse your fortunes fayre election.(The end)Edmund Spenser's poem: Amoretti: Sonnet 83... Poems - Post by : styles98 - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2746

Amoretti: Sonnet 82 Amoretti: Sonnet 82

Amoretti: Sonnet 82
Ioy of my life! full oft for loving youI blesse my lot, that was so lucky placed:But then the more your owne mishap I rew,That are so much by so meane love embased.For had the equall hevens so much you gracedIn this as in the rest, ye mote invent*Some hevenly wit, whose verse could have enchasedYour glorious name in golden moniment.But since ye deignd so goodly to relentTo me your thrall, in whom is little worth,That little that I am shall all be spentIn setting your immortal prayses forth: Whose lofty argument, uplifting me, Shall lift you up unto... Poems - Post by : Alessia - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 2506

Amoretti: Sonnet 81 Amoretti: Sonnet 81

Amoretti: Sonnet 81
Fayre is my Love, when her fayre golden hairesWith the loose wynd ye waving chance to marke;Fayre, when the rose in her red cheekes appeares,Or in her eyes the fyre of love does sparke;Fayre, when her brest, lyke a rich laden barke,With pretious merchandize she forth doth lay;Fayre, when that cloud of pryde, which oft doth darkHer goodly light, with smiles she drives away.But fayrest she, when so she doth displayThe gate with pearles and rubyes richly dight,Throgh which her words so wise do make their way,To beare the message of her gentle spright. The rest be works of Natures... Poems - Post by : infoc - Date : March 2011 - Author : Edmund Spenser - Read : 4454