Edmund Spenser,
Spenser's Faerie Queene, Vol. 2…
(1909)
“ To come where thou doest draw them with desire:So all things else, that nourish vitall blood,Soone as with fury thou doest them inspire,In generation seeke to quench their inward fire. So all the world by thee at first was made, xlviiAnd dayly yet thou doest the same repayre:Ne ought on earth that merry is and glad,Ne ought on earth that louely is and fayre,But thou the same for pleasure didst prepayre.Thou art the root of all that ioyous is,Great God of men and women, queene of th’ayre,Mother of laughter, and welspring of blisse,O graunt that of my loue at last I may not misse. ”
