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Amoretti: Sonnet 3 Post by :detect2173 Category :Poems Author :Edmund Spenser Date :March 2011 Read :2665

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Amoretti: Sonnet 3

The soverayne beauty which I doo admyre,
Witnesse the world how worthy to be prayzed!
The light wherof hath kindled heavenly fyre
In my fraile spirit, by her from basenesse raysed;
That being now with her huge brightnesse dazed,
Base thing I can no more endure to view:
But, looking still on her, I stand amazed
At wondrous sight of so celestiall hew.
So when my toung would speak her praises dew,
It stopped is with thoughts astonishment;
And when my pen would write her titles true,
It ravisht is with fancies wonderment:
Yet in my hart I then both speak and write
The wonder that my wit cannot endite.





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Edmund Spenser's poem: Amoretti: Sonnet 3

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