<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet VIII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MOre then most faire, full of the liuing fire,<br>Kindled aboue vnto the maker neere:<br>no eies buy ioyes, in which al powers conspire,<br>that to the world naught else be counted deare.<br>Thrugh your bright beams doth not ye blinded guest,<br>shoot out his darts to base affections wound:<br>but Angels come to lead fraile mindes to rest<br>in chast desires on heauenly beauty bound.<br>You frame my thoughts and fashion me within,<br>you stop my toung, and teach my hart to speake,<br>you calme the storme that passion did begin,<br>stro[n]g thrugh your cause, but by your vertue weak.<br>Dark is the world, where your light shined neuer;<br>well is he borne, that may behold you euer.</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=374454" data-title="Sonnet VIII de Edmund Spenser" data-description="MOre then most faire, full of the liuing fire, Kindled aboue vnto the maker neere: no eies buy ioyes, in which al powers conspire, that to the world naught else be counted deare. Thrugh your bright beams doth not ye blinded guest, shoot out his da..."></div> </div> </div>

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