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Amoretti: Sonnet 12 - Edmund Spenser
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Amoretti: Sonnet 12 Edmund Spenser

Amoretti: Sonnet 12 - Edmund Spenser
One day I sought with her hart-thrilling eies
    to make a truce and termes to entertaine:
    all fearlesse then of so false enimies,
    which sought me to entrap in treasons traine.
So as I then disarmed did remaine,
    a wicked ambush which lay hidden long
    in the close covert of her guilefull eyen,
    thence breaking forth did thick about me throng.
Too feeble I t'abide the brunt so strong,
    was forst to yeeld my selfe into their hands:
    who me captiving streight with rigorous wrong,
    have ever since me kept in cruell bands.
So Ladie now to you I doo complaine,
    against your eies that justice I may gaine.
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