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Monday, 16 November 2009

Amoretti Sonnet LXXV-Edmund Spenser (1552-1599)

One day I wrote her name upon the strand
but came the waves and washed it away:
Agayne I wrote it with a second hand,
but came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.
Vayne man, say'd she, that doest in vaine assay,
a mortal thing to immortalize,
for my selve shal lyke to this decay,
and eek my name be wyped out lykewise.
Not so, (quod I) let baser things devize
to dy in dust, but you shall live by fame:
my verse you vertues rare shall eternize,
and in the hevens wryte your glorious name. Shere shenas death shall all the world subdew,
our love shall live, and later life renew,
--Edmund Spenser

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