Poems by Edmund Spenser
Poem 19
... Ne let housefyres, nor lightnings helpelesse harmes, ...
Sonnet LXVIII
... being with thy deare blood clene washt from sin, ...
From 'Daphnaida'
... And whil'st her braunch faire blossomes foorth did bring, ...
Sonnet LXXX
... Through Faery land, which those six books co[m]pile ...
Sonnet LXXXIII
... of that fayre sight, that nothing else they brooke: ...
Sonnet LXXIIII
... the which three times thrise happy hath me made, ...
Poem 14
... To which the woods shal answer & theyr eccho ring ...
Poem 17
... Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast, ...
Sonnet LXX
... Make hast therefore sweet loue, whilest it is prime, ...
Sonnet XVIII
... whiles she as steele and flint doth still remayne ...
Sonnet XXIIII
... for all their faults with which they did offend, ...
Poem 95
... Think now (quod she) my sonne how great the smart ...
Sonnet LXV
... seekes with sweet peace to salue each others wou[n]d ...
Sonnet XXVII
... FAire proud now tell me why should faire be proud ...
Sonnet LXXIII
... perhaps he there may learne with rare delight, ...
