Edmund Spenser,
The Faerie Queen — Dedication to Queen Elizabeth
“ Helpe then, O holy Virgin chiefe of nine,^ Thy weaker Novice to performe thy will; Lay forth out of thine everlasting scryne The antique rolles, which there lye hidden still, Of Faerie knights^ and fairest Tanaquill,^ Whom that most noble Briton Prince^ so long Sought through the world, and suffered so much ill, That I must rue his undeserved wrong: O helpe thou my weake wit, and sharpen my dull tong. ”
