Edmund Spenser (Эдмунд Спенсер)

Amoretti 60. They that in course of heavenly spheares are skild

They that in course of heavenly spheares are skild
To every planet point his sundry yeare,
In which her circles voyage is fulfild:
As Mars in threescore yeares doth run his spheare.
So, since the winged god his planet cleare
Began in me to move, one yeare is spent;
The which doth longer unto me appeare,
Then al those fourty which my life out-went.
Then, by that count which lovers books invent,
The spheare of Cupid fourty yeares containes,
Which I have wasted in long languishment,
That seem’d the longer for my greater paines.
  But let my Loves fayre planet short her wayes
  This yeare ensuing, or else short my dayes. 

1. Amoretti 77. Was it a dreame, or did I see it playne?
2. Amoretti 11. Dayly when I do seeke and sew for peace
3. Amoretti 28. The laurel-leafe which you this day doe weare
4. Amoretti 65. The doubt which ye misdeeme, fayre Love, is vaine
5. Amoretti 41. Is it her nature, or is it her will

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