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Being one day at my window all alone	A
So manie strange things happened me to see	B
As much it grieueth me to thinke thereon	C
At my right hand a Hynde appear'd to mee	B
So faire as mote the greatest God delite	D
Two eager dogs did her pursue in chace	E
Of which the one was blacke the other white	D
With deadly force so in their cruell race	E
They pincht the haunches of that gentle beast	D
That at the last and in short time I spide	D
Vnder a Rocke where she alas opprest	D
Fell to the ground and there vntimely dide	D
Cruell death vanquishing so noble beautie	D
Oft makes me wayle so hard a destinie	C
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After at sea a tall ship did appeare	F
Made all of Heben and white Yuorie	F
The sailes of golde of silke the tackle were	F
Milde was the winde calme seem'd the sea to bee	B
The skie eachwhere did show full bright and faire	F
With rich treasures this gay ship fraigted was	G
But sudden storme did so turmoyle the aire	F
And tumbled vp the sea that she alas	H
Strake on a rock that vnder water lay	I
And perished past all recouerie	F
O how great ruth and sorrowfull assay	B
Doth vex my sprite with perplexitie	D
Thus in a moment to see lost and drown'd	D
So great riches as like cannot be found	D
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Then heauenly branches did I see arise	J
Out of the fresh and lustie Lawrell tree	B
Amidst the yong greene wood of Paradise	K
Some noble plant I thought my selfe to see	B
Such store of birds therein yshrowded were	F
Chaunting in shade their sundrie melodie	D
That with their sweetnes I was rauish't nere	F
While on the Lawrell fixed was mine eie	L
The skie gan euerie where to ouercast	D
And darkned was the welkin all about	D
When sudden flash of heauens fire out brast	D
And rent this royall tree quite by the roote	D
Which makes me much and euer to complaine	C
For no such shadow shalbe had againe	C
	-
Within this wood out of a rocke did rise	J
A spring of water mildly tumbling downe	C
Whereto approched not in anie wise	J
The homely shepheard nor the ruder clowne	C
But manie Muses and the Nymphes withall	I
That sweetly in accord did tune their voyce	J
To the soft sounding of the waters fall	I
That my glad hart thereat did much reioyce	J
But while herein I tooke my chiefe delight	D
I saw alas the gaping earth deuoure	F
The spring the place and all cleane out of sight	D
Which yet aggreeues my hart euen to this houre	F
And wounds my soule with rufull memorie	F
To see such pleasures gon so suddenly	I
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I saw a Phoenix in the wood alone	C
With purple wings and crest of golden hewe	M
Strange bird he was whereby I thought anone	C
That of some heauenly wight I had the vewe	M
Vntill he came vnto the broken tree	I
And to the spring that late deuoured was	J
What say I more each thing at last we see	I
Doth passe away the Phoenix there alas	J
Spying the tree destroid the water dride	D
Himself smote with his beake as in disdaine	C
And so foorthwith in great despight he dide	D
That yet my heart burnes in exceeding paine	C
For ruth and pitie of so haples plight	D
O let mine eyes no more see such a sight	D
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At last so faire a Ladie did I spie	I
That thinking yet on her I burne and quake	N
On hearbs and flowres she walked pensiuely	I
Milde but yet loue she proudly did forsake	N
White seem'd her robes yet wouen so they were	F
As snow and golde together had been wrought	D
Aboue the wast a darke clowde shrouded her	F
A stinging Serpent by the heele her caught	D
Wherewith she languisht as the gathered floure	F
And well assur'd she mounted vp to ioy	O
Alas on earth so nothing doth endure	F
But bitter griefe and sorrowfull annoy	C
Which make this life wretched and miserable	I
Tossed with stormes of fortune variable	I
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When I beheld this tickle trustles state	D
Of vaine worlds glorie flitting too and fro	F
And mortall men tossed by troublous fate	D
In restles seas of wretchednes and woe	F
I wish I might this wearie life forgoe	N
And shortly turne vnto my happie rest	D
Where my free spirite might not anie moe	F
Be vext with sights that doo her peace molest	D
And ye faire Ladie in whose bounteous brest	D
All heauenly grace and vertue shrined is	J
When ye these rythmes doo read and vew the rest	D
Loath this base world and thinke of heauens blis	J
And though ye be the fairest of Gods creatures	J
Yet thinke that death shall spoyle your goodly features	J

Edmund Spenser

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