Edmund Spenser

Quotes

1. As withered weed through cruell winters tine,

   That feeles the warmth of sunny beames reflection,

   Liftes up his head, that did before decline

   And gins to spread his leafe before the faire sunshine.

2. 

   A monster, which the Blatant beast men call,

   A dreadfull feend of gods and men ydrad.

3. 

   Who will not mercie unto others show,

   How can he mercy ever hope to have?

4. 

   Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew,

   And her conception of the joyous Prime.

5. 

   For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,

   And by eternall doome of Fate's decree,

   Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.

6. 

   And in his hand a sickle he did holde,

   To reape the ripened fruits the which the earth had yold.

7. 

   For all that Nature by her mother-wit

   Could frame in earth.

8. 

   Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square,

   From the first point of his appointed sourse,

   And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse.

9. 

   But Justice, though her dome [doom] she doe prolong,

   Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.

10. 

    And as she lookt about, she did behold,

    How over that same dore was likewise writ,

    Be bold, be bold, and every where Be bold,

    That much she muz'd, yet could not construe it

    By any ridling skill, or commune wit.

    At last she spyde at that same roomes upper end,

    Another yron dore, on which was writ,

    Be not too bold.

11. 

    Roses red and violets blew,

    And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.

12. 

    Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,

    On Fames eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.