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Quotes from Amoretti — Edmund Spenser

1550–1599 England

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9 quotes

Make hast therefore sweet love, whilest it is prime,
For none can call againe the passed time.

Amoretti (1595)

Tell her the joyous Time will not be staid,
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take.

Amoretti (1595)

The merry cuckow, messenger of spring
His trompet shrill hath thrise already sounded.

Amoretti (1595)

See how the tyrannesse doth joy to see
The huge massacres which her eyes do make.

Amoretti (1595)

What then can move her? if nor merth, nor mone,
She is no woman, but a sencelesse stone.

Amoretti (1595)

Fondnesse it were for any being free,
To covet fetters, though they golden bee.

Amoretti (1595)

Most glorious Lord of lyfe that on this day,
Didst make thy triumph over death and sin:
And, having harrowd hell, didst bring away,
Captivity thence captive, us to win.

Amoretti (1595)

Fresh spring the herald of loves mighty king,
In whose cote armour richly are displayd
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring
In goodly colours gloriously arrayd.

Amoretti (1595)

So let us love, deare Love, lyke as we ought;
Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

Amoretti (1595)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Edmund Spenser (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.