English poem
To all the gratious and beautifull Ladies in the Court
he Chian Peincter, when he was requirde To pourtraict in her perfect hew, To make his worke more absolute, desird Of all the fairest Maides to haue the vew. Much more me needs to draw the semblant trew, Of beauties Queene, the worlds sole wonderment, To sharpe my sence with sundry beauties vew, And steale from each some part of ornament. If all the world to seeke I ouerwent, A fairer crew yet no where could I see, Then that braue court doth to mine eie present, That the worlds pride seemes gathered there to bee. Of each a part I stole by cunning thefte: Forgiue it me faire Dames, sith lesse ye haue not lefte.
More by Edmund Spenser
- The Seasons
- The Shepheardes Calender
- The Shepheardes Calender: April
- The Visions Of Petrarch:
- To the most honourable and excellent Lord the Earle of Essex
- To the most renowmed and valiant Lord, the Lord Grey of Wilton
- To the most vertuous, and beautifull Lady, the Lady Carew
- To the right honourable and most vertuous Lady, the Countesse of Penbroke