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The Shepheardes Calender: Januarie - Poem by Edmund Spenser

Januarie: Ægloga Prime. Colin Cloute.

A Shepeheards boye (no better doe him call)
when Winters wastful spight was almost spent,
All in a sunneshine day, as did befall,
Led forth his flock, that had been long ypent.
So faynt they woxe, and feeble in the folde,
That now vnnethes their feete could them vphold.

All as the Sheepe, such was the shepeheards looke,
For pale and wanne he was, (alas the while,)
May seeme he lovd, or els some care he tooke:
Well couth he tune his pipe, and frame his stile.
Tho to a hill his faynting flocke he ledde,
And thus him playnd, the while his shepe there fedde.

Ye gods of loue, that pitie louers payne,
(if any gods the paine of louers pitie):
Looke from aboue, where you in ioyes remaine,
And bowe your eares vnto my doleful dittie.
And Pan thou shepheards God, that once didst loue,
Pitie the paines, that thou thy selfe didst proue.

Thou barrein ground, whome winters wrath hath wasted,
Art made a myrrhour, to behold my plight:
Whilome thy fresh spring flowrd, and after hasted
Thy sommer prowde with Daffadillies dight.
And now is come thy wynters stormy state,
Thy mantle mard, wherein thou mas-kedst late.

Such rage as winters, reigneth in my heart,
My life bloud friesing wtih vnkindly cold:
Such stormy stoures do breede my balefull smarte,
As if my yeare were wast, and woxen old.
And yet alas, but now my spring begonne,
And yet alas, yt is already donne.

You naked trees, whose shady leaves are lost,
Wherein the byrds were wont to build their bowre:
And now are clothd with mosse and hoary frost,
Instede of bloosmes, wherwith your buds did flowre:
I see your teares, that from your boughes doe raine,
Whose drops in drery ysicles remaine.

All so my lustfull leafe is drye and sere,
My timely buds with wayling all are wasted:
The blossome, which my braunch of youth did beare,
With breathed sighes is blowne away, & blasted,
And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend,
As on your boughes the ysicles depend.

Thou feeble flocke, whose fleece is rough and rent,
Whose knees are weak through fast and evill fare:
Mayst witnesse well by thy ill gouernement,
Thy maysters mind is ouercome with care.
Thou weak, I wanne: thou leabe, I quite forlorne:
With mourning pyne I, you with pyning mourne.

A thousand sithes I curse that carefull hower,
Wherein I longd the neighbour towne to see:
And eke tenne thousand sithes I blesse the stoure,
Wherein I sawe so fayre a sight, as shee.
Yet all for naught: snch [such] sight hath bred my bane.
Ah God, that loue should breede both ioy and payne.

It is not Hobbinol, wherefore I plaine,
Albee my loue he seeke with dayly suit:
His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,
His kiddes, his cracknelles, and his early fruit.
Ah foolish Hobbinol, thy gyfts bene vayne:
Colin them gives to Rosalind againe.

I loue thilke lasse, (alas why doe I loue?)
And am forlorne, (alas why am I lorne?)
Shee deignes not my good will, but doth reproue,
And of my rurall musick holdeth scorne.
Shepheards deuise she hateth as the snake,
And laughes the songes, that Colin Clout doth make.

Wherefore my pype, albee rude Pan thou please,
Yet for thou pleasest not, where most I would:
And thou vnlucky Muse, that wontst to ease
My musing mynd, yet canst not, when thou should:
Both pype and Muse, shall sore the while abye.
So broke his oaten pype, and downe dyd lye.

By that, the welked Phoebus gan availe,
His weary waine, and nowe the frosty Night
Her mantle black through heauen gan overhaile.
Which seene, the pensife boy halfe in despight
Arose, and homeward drove his sonned sheepe,
Whose hanging heads did seeme his carefull case to weepe.


Poems About January

  1. 1. The Shepheardes Calender: Januarie , Edmund Spenser
  2. 2. January 1939 , Dylan Thomas
  3. 3. Sonnet 73: That Time Of Year Thou Mayst .. , William Shakespeare
  4. 4. A Calendar Of Sonnets: January , Helen Hunt Jackson
  5. 5. The Months , Linda Pastan
  6. 6. In California: Morning, Evening, Late Ja.. , Denise Levertov
  7. 7. January In New York , Erica Jong
  8. 8. No Possum, No Sop, No Taters , Wallace Stevens
  9. 9. January , Cornelius Webb
  10. 10. The Twelve Months , George Ellis
  11. 11. January Morning , William Carlos Williams
  12. 12. In January , Maurice Sendak
  13. 13. January Cold Desolate , Christina Georgina Rossetti
  14. 14. The Months , Sara Coleridge
  15. 15. Orchard Trees, January , Richard Wilbur
  16. 16. Happy New Year , Stanley Cooper
  17. 17. January 2nd , Clarence Michael James Stani ..
  18. 18. The Magi , William Butler Yeats
  19. 19. January Jumps About , George Barker
  20. 20. The Snow Man , Wallace Stevens
  21. 21. January , John Updike
  22. 22. On My Thirty-Third Birthday, January 22,.. , George Gordon Byron
  23. 23. The First Of January , Mikhail Lermontov
  24. 24. To The New Year , William Stanley Merwin
  25. 25. In January , Ted Kooser
  26. 26. Winter , Samuel Johnson
  27. 27. A Tale, Founded On A Fact, Which Happene.. , William Cowper
  28. 28. Ode Written On The First Of January , Robert Southey
  29. 29. The Morning Of The Day Appointed For A G.. , William Wordsworth
  30. 30. One Third Of The Calendar , Ogden Nash
  31. 31. Helping People , David Harris
  32. 32. Fish Crier , Carl Sandburg
  33. 33. Walk Me Out Of Winter~ , Theodora (Theo) Onken
  34. 34. A Calendar Poem , Raj Arumugam
  35. 35. The Merchant's Tale , Geoffrey Chaucer
  36. 36. International Space Station Iss , Nyein Way
  37. 37. A Gorgeous Ice Palace [rev.] , Margaret Alice Second
  38. 38. La Muse Vénale (The Venal Muse) , Charles Baudelaire
  39. 39. Australia Day , Ivan Donn Carswell
  40. 40. Warm Winter , Luo Zhihai
  41. 41. Dr. Rippy Is , Is It Poetry
  42. 42. Cranes For Peace* , Ben Gieske
  43. 43. *911 Pray For Haiti And The Haitians , John Knight
  44. 44. On My Wedding-Day , George Gordon Byron
  45. 45. January Twenty-Seven , gershon hepner
  46. 46. Alankar(Decor) -157 , Indira Renganathan
  47. 47. House , Carl Sandburg
  48. 48. Polyacrostic Palimpsest - What Will Foll.. , Jonathan ROBIN
  49. 49. ' [ January ] ' , Ency Bearis
  50. 50. Football Gladiators ~ Lyric Poetry , Christine A Kysely
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