The blazing brightnesse of her beauties beame, And glorious light of her sunshyny face To tell, were as to strive against the streame.
Quote by Edmund Spenser
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
Gold all is not that doth golden seem.
I hate the day, because it lendeth light To see all things, but not my...
And he that strives to touch the stars, Oft stumbles at a straw.
She heard with patience all unto the end, / And strove to maister sorrowful assay,...
He that strives to touch the starts, oft stumbles at a straw.
Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine...
She heard with patience all unto the end, And strove to maister sorrowful assay, Which...
It is the mind that maketh good of ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich...
True loves are often sown, but seldom grow on ground.
Be judge ye heavens, that all things right esteem, How I him loved, and love...
O how can beautie maister the most strong, And simple truth subdue avenging wrong?
The poets' scrolls will outlive the monuments of stone. Genius survives; all else is claimed...
Each goodly thing is hardest to begin.
I was promised on a time - to have reason for my rhyme; From that...
Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, Ease after war, death after life does greatly...
And all for love, and nothing for reward.