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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
III. Spring Sent to His Mistress Like a Herald
By Edmund Spenser (1552?–1599)
FRESH 1 Spring, the herald of love’s mighty king,
In whose coat-armor richly are displayed
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring,
In goodly colors gloriously arrayed,
Go to my Love, where she is careless laid        5
Yet in her winter’s bower, not well awake:
Tell her the joyous time will not be stayed,
Unless she do him by the forelock take;
Bid her therefòre herself soon ready make,
To wait on Love amongst his lovely crew;        10
Where every one that misseth then her make,
Shall be by him amerced with penance due.
  Make haste therefòre, sweet love, whilst it is prime;
  For none can call again the passéd time.
Note 1. I insert this sonnet on account of the picture at the beginning, which is agreeably in the taste of the age. The sonnet looks like a “Valentine.” In the word “make”—mate—in the eleventh line, which rhymes with the same word in another sense, Spenser avails himself, as he frequently does, of a privilege common to poetry in many other countries, Italy included. [back]

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