poet Edmund Spenser

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser Quotes

    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,