
المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة H-Hunter
مرحبا،
ادموند سبنسر (1552 - 1599):
كتب أدموند سبنسر هذه القصيدة في عام 1595:
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
But came the waves, and washed it away
Again, I wrote it with a second hand
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize
For I myself shall like to this decay
And eke my name be wiped out likewise
Not so, quoth I; let baser things devise
To die in dust, but yous hall live by fame
My verse your virtues rare shall eternalize
And in the heavens write your gloriuos name
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue
Our love shall live, and later life renew