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Edmund Spenser (Эдмунд Спенсер)


Amoretti 56. Fayre ye be sure, but cruell and unkind


Fayre ye be sure, but cruell and unkind,
As is a tygre, that with greedinesse
Hunts after bloud; when he by chance doth find
A feeble beast, doth felly him oppresse.
Fayre be ye sure, but proud and pitilesse,
As is a storme, that all things doth prostrate;
Finding a tree alone all comfortlesse,
Beats on it strongly, it to ruinate.
Fayre be ye sure, but hard and obstinate,
As is a rocke amidst the raging floods;
Gaynst which a ship, of succour desolate,
Doth suffer wreck both of her selfe and goods.
  That ship, that tree, and that same beast, am I,
  Whom ye doe wreck, doe ruine, and destroy. 



Edmund Spenser's other poems:
  1. Amoretti 77. Was it a dreame, or did I see it playne?
  2. Amoretti 5. Then was the faire Dodonian tree far seene
  3. Amoretti 11. Dayly when I do seeke and sew for peace
  4. Amoretti 65. The doubt which ye misdeeme, fayre Love, is vaine
  5. Amoretti 28. The laurel-leafe which you this day doe weare


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