George Gascoigne (Джордж Гаскойн)

Sonnet 1. In haste

IN haste, post haste, when first my wandering mind
Beheld the glistring Court with gazing eye,
Such deep delights I seemed therein to find,
As might beguile a graver guest than I.
The stately pomp of Princes and their peers
Did seem to swim in floods of beaten gold;
The wanton world of young delightful year
Was not unlike a heaven for to behold,
Wherein did swarm (for every saint) a Dame
So fair of hue, so fresh of their attire,
As might excel Dame Cynthia for Fame,
Or conquer Cupid with his own desire.
These and such like baits that blazed still
Before mine eye, to feed my greedy will. 

1. Woodmanship
2. Sonnet 3. And every year a world my will did deem
3. The Looks of a Lover Enamoured
4. Sonnet 4. To prink me up
5. The Lullaby of a Lover

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