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Edmund Spenser (Эдмунд Спенсер)


The Tamed Deer


Like as a huntsman after weary chase
Seeing the game from him escaped away,
Sits down to rest him in some shady place,
With panting hounds beguiled of their prey:
So, after long pursuit and vain assay,
When I all weary had the chase forsook,
The gentle deer returned the self-same way,
Thinking to quench her thirst at the next brook.
There she beholding me with milder look,
Sought not to fly, but fearless still did bide;
Till I in hand her yet half trembling took,
And with her own good-will her firmly tied.
Strange thing, me seemed, to see a beast so wild
So goodly won, with her own will beguiled. 



Edmund Spenser's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 38. ARion, When Through Tempests Cruel Wracke
  2. Sonnet 81. Fayre Is My Loue, When Her Fayre Golden Heares
  3. Sonnet 25. HOw Long Shall This Lyke Dying Lyfe Endure
  4. Sonnet 50. Long Languishing In Double Malady
  5. Whilst It Is Prime


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