English poem
The Seasons
So forth issued the seasons of the year; First, lusty Spring, all dight in leaves of flowers That freshly budded, and new blooms did bear, In which a thousand birds had built their bowers.
More by Edmund Spenser
- The Faerie Queene: Book VI, Canto XII
- The Faerie Queene: Mutability, Canto VI
- The Faerie Queene: Mutability, Canto VII
- The Faerie Queene: Mutability, Canto VIII: Unperfite
- The Shepheardes Calender
- The Shepheardes Calender: April
- The Visions Of Petrarch:
- To all the gratious and beautifull Ladies in the Court