Edmund Spenser (Эдмунд Спенсер)

Sonnet 85. THe World That Cannot Deeme of Worthy Things

THe world that cannot deeme of worthy things,
when I doe praise her, say I doe but flatter:
so does the Cuckow, when the Mauis sings,
begin his witlesse note apace to clatter.
But they that skill not of so heauenly matter,
all that they know not, enuy or admyre,
rather then enuy let them wonder at her,
but not to deeme of her desert aspyre.
Deepe in the closet of my parts entyre,
her worth is written with a golden quill:
that me with heauenly fury doth inspire,
and my glad mouth with her sweet prayses fill.
Which when as fame in her shrill trump shal thunder
let the world chose to enuy or to wonder. 

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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