Poem by Edmund Spenser

Amoretti 59. Thrise happie she that is so well assured

Thrise happie she that is so well assured
Unto her selfe, and setled so in hart,
That neither will for better be allured,
Ne feard with worse to any chaunce to start:
But, like a steddy ship, doth strongly part
The raging waves, and keepes her course aright,
Ne ought for tempest doth from it depart,
Ne ought for fayrer weathers false delight.
Such selfe-assurance need not feare the spight
Of grudging foes, ne favour seek of friends:
But in the stay of her owne stedfast might,
Neither to one her selfe nor other bends.
  Most happy she that most assur’d doth rest;
  But he most happy who such one loves best.

1. Amoretti 13. In that proud port which her so goodly graceth
2. Amoretti 46. When my abodes prefixed time is spent
3. Amoretti 23. Penelope, for her Ulisses sake
4. Amoretti 82. Ioy of my life! full oft for loving you
5. Amoretti 69. The famous warriors of the anticke world

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