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Edmund Spenser
Edmund Spenser (c. 1552 - January 13, 1599) was an English poet.
- And in his hand a sickle he did holde,
To reape the ripened fruit the which the earth had yold.
- For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
- Source: An Hymne in Honour of Beautie, line 132
- For all that faire is, is by nature good; That is a signe to know the gentle blood.
- Source: An Hymne in Honour of Beautie, line 139
- I trow that countenance cannot lie,
Whose thoughts are legible in the eie.
- Source:An Elegie, or Friends Passion, for his Astrophill, Line 103
- Death slue not him, but he made death his ladder to the skies.
- Source: An Epitaph upon Sir Philip Sydney, line 20
- ...I learned have, not to despise, What ever thing seemes small in common eyes.
- Source: Muiopotoms:or The Fate of the Butterflie line 209
- The gentle mind by gentle deeds is knowne. For a man by nothing is so well bewrayed, as by his manners.
- The Faerie Queene, Book VI, canto 3, stanza 1
- Ill can he rule the great, that cannot reach the small.
- Source: The Faerie Queene, Book V, canto 2, stanza 43
- Is not short paine well borne, that brings long ease, And layes the soul to sleepe in quiet grave? Sleepe after toyle, port after stormie seas, Ease after warre, death after life does greatly please.
- Source:The Faerie Queene, Book I, canto 9, stanza 40
- Through thicke and thin, both over banke and bush. In hope her to attain by hooke or crooke.
- Source:The Faerie Queene, Book III, canto 1, stanza 17
- Me seems the world is runne quite out of square, From the first point of his appointed sourse, And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse.
- Source:The Faerie Queene, Book V, Introduction, stanza 1
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