<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem 15</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">RIng ye the bels, ye yong men of the towne,<br>And leaue your wonted labors for this day:<br>This day is holy; doe ye write it dovvne,<br>that ye for euer it remember may.<br>This day the sunne is in his chiefest hight,<br>With Barnaby the bright,<br>>From whence declining daily by degrees,<br>He somewhat loseth of his heat and light,<br>When once the Crab behind his back he sees.<br>But for this time it ill ordained was,<br>To chose the longest day in all the yeare,<br>And shortest night, when longest fitter weare.<br>Yet neuer day so long, but late would passe.<br>Ring ye the bels, to make it weare away,<br>And bonefiers make all day,<br>And daunce about them, and about them sing:<br>that all the woods may answer, and your eccho ring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edmund+Spenser">Edmund Spenser</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374376" data-title="Poem 15 de Edmund Spenser" data-description="RIng ye the bels, ye yong men of the towne, And leaue your wonted labors for this day: This day is holy; doe ye write it dovvne, that ye for euer it remember may. This day the sunne is in his chiefest hight, With Barnaby the bright, >From whence d..."></div> </div> </div>

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