Edmund Spenser

(1552 - 13 January 1599 / London / England)

Poems of Edmund Spenser

21. Iambicum Trimetrum 1/3/2003
22. Ice and Fire 1/3/2003
23. Muiopotmos, Or The Fate Of The Butterflie 4/7/2010
24. Mutability 1/3/2003
25. My Love Is Like To Ice 1/3/2003
26. Poem 1 12/31/2002
27. Poem 10 12/31/2002
28. Poem 11 12/31/2002
29. Poem 12 12/31/2002
30. Poem 13 12/31/2002
31. Poem 14 12/31/2002
32. Poem 15 12/31/2002
33. Poem 16 12/31/2002
34. Poem 17 12/31/2002
35. Poem 18 12/31/2002
36. Poem 19 12/31/2002
37. Poem 2 12/31/2002
38. Poem 20 12/31/2002
39. Poem 21 12/31/2002
40. Poem 22 12/31/2002

Sonnet XLV

LEaue lady, in your glasse of christall clene,
Your goodly selfe for euermore to vew:
and in my selfe, my inward selfe I meane,
most liuely lyke behold your semblant trew.
Within my hart, though hardly it can shew,
thing so diuine to vew of earthly eye:
the fayre Idea of your celestiall hew,
and euery part remaines immortally:
And were it not that through your cruelty,

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