Edmund Spenser

(1552 - 13 January 1599 / London / England)

Poems of Edmund Spenser

61. So Let Us Love 1/3/2003
62. Sonnet 54 1/13/2003
63. Sonnet 75 1/13/2003
64. Sonnet I 12/31/2002
65. Sonnet II 12/31/2002
66. Sonnet III 12/31/2002
67. Sonnet IIII 12/31/2002
68. Sonnet IX 12/31/2002
69. Sonnet L 12/31/2002
70. Sonnet LI 12/31/2002
71. Sonnet LII 12/31/2002
72. Sonnet LIII 12/31/2002
73. Sonnet LIIII 12/31/2002
74. Sonnet LIX 12/31/2002
75. Sonnet LV 12/31/2002
76. Sonnet LVI 12/31/2002
77. Sonnet LVII 12/31/2002
78. Sonnet LVIII By Her That Is Most Assured To Her Selfe 12/31/2002
79. Sonnet LX 12/31/2002
80. Sonnet LXI 12/31/2002

Sonnet LXVI

TO all those happy blessings which ye haue,
with plenteous hand by heauen vpon you thrown:
this one disparagement they to you gaue,
that ye your loue lent to so meane a one.
Yee whose high worths surpassing paragon,
could not on earth haue found one fit for mate,
ne but in heauen matchable to none,
why did ye stoup vnto so lowly state.
But ye thereby much greater glory gate,

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