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To His Love (i)

…from the quills of the dead white poets Edmund Spenser (1552 – 1599) Mark when she smiles with amiable cheer, And tell me whereto can ye liken it: When one each eyelid sweetly do appear An hundred graces as in … Continue reading

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to my love

…from the quills of the dead white poets Edmund Spenser (1552 – 1599) One day I wrote her name upon the sand But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came … Continue reading

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