In Rose Gather the Rose of Love whilst yet is time. – Edmund Spenser The Faerie Queene, Canto XII, Stanza 75.
I was promised on a time – to have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason. – Edmund Spenser
Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. – Edmund Spenser
Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, Ease after war, death after life does greatly please. – Edmund Spenser
The poets’ scrolls will outlive the monuments of stone. Genius survives; all else is claimed by death. – Edmund Spenser
