|
| Search results for: sonnet | Found 863 Poems |
| 531. | Sonnet LXVII by Edmund Spenser | | Lyke as a huntsman after weary chace,
Seeing the game from him escapt away:
sits downe to rest him in some shady place,
with panting hounds beguile... |
| 532. | Sonnet LXXXII by Edmund Spenser | | Ioy of my life, full oft for louing you
I blesse my lot, that was so lucky placed:
but then the more your owne mishap I rew,
that are so much by so... |
| 533. | Sonnet XXXVII by Edmund Spenser | | WHat guyle is this, that those her golden tresses,
She doth attyre vnder a net of gold:
and with sly skill so cunningly them dresses,
that which is... |
| 534. | Sonnet LIII by Edmund Spenser | | THe Panther knowing that his spotted hyde,
Doth please all beasts but that his looks the[m] fray:
within a bush his dreadfull head doth hide,
to le... |
| 535. | Sonnet LVI by Edmund Spenser | | FAyre ye be sure, but cruell and vnkind,
As is a Tygre that with greedinesse
hunts after bloud, when he by chance doth find
a feeble beast, doth fe... |
| 537. | Sonnet L by Edmund Spenser | | LOng languishing in double malady,
of my harts wound and of my bodies greife:
there came to me a leach that would apply
fit medicines for my bodies... |
| 538. | Sonnet III by Edmund Spenser | | THe souerayne beauty which I doo admyre,
witnesse the world how worthy to be prayzed:
the light wherof hath kindled heauenly iyre,
in my fraile spi... |
| 539. | Sonnet LXXIX by Edmund Spenser | | MEn call you fayre, and you doe credit it,
For that your selfe ye dayly such doe see:
but the trew fayre, that is the gentle wit,
and vertuous mind... |
| 540. | Sonnet XXXVIII by Edmund Spenser | | ARion, when through tempests cruel wracke,
He forth was thrown into the greedy seas:
through the sweet musick which his harp did make
allu'rd a Dol... |
|
