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Venus Chastising Amoretti

Artist Jan van Bijlert (Dutch, 1597-1671)

Date: ca. 1630-1640

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia, United States

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The sovereign beauty which I do admire, Witness the world how worthy to be praised: The light whereof hath kindled heavenly fire In my frail spirit, by her from baseness raised; That being now with her huge brightness dazed, Base thing I can no more endure to view; But looking still on her, I stand amazed At wondrous sight of so celestial hue. So when my tongue would speak her praises due, It stopped is with thought’s astonishment: And when my pen would write her titles true, It ravish’d is with fancy’s wonderment: Yet in my heart I then both speak and write The wonder that my wit cannot endite.

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Amoretti III: ‘The Sovereign Beauty Which I Do Admire’

Edmund Spenser  1552-1599

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sonnet xx by edmund spenser // twilight by stephanie meyer

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My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, But that I burn much more in boiling sweat, And feel my flames augmented manifold? What more miraculous thing may be told, That fire, which all things melts, should harden ice, And ice, which is congeal’d with senseless cold, Should kindle fire by wonderful device? Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.

Edmund Spenser, ‘Amoretti XXX: My Love is like to ice, and I to fire’.

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One day I wrote her name upon the strand, 

But came the waves and washed it away: 

Agayne I wrote it with a second hand, 

But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. 

"Vain man," sayd she, "that doest in vain assay, 

A mortall thing so to immortalize; 

For I myself shall like to this decay, 

And eek my name be wiped out likewise." 

"Not so" (quoth I), "let baser things devise" 

To die in dust, but you shall live by fame: 

My verse your vertues rare shall eternize, 

And in the heavens write your glorious name.

Where whenas Death shall all the world subdue, 

Our love shall live, and later life renew."