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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374410" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet III</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374410" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THe souerayne beauty which I doo admyre,<br>witnesse the world how worthy to be prayzed:<br>the light wherof hath kindled heauenly iyre,<br>in my fraile spirit by her from basenesse raysed.<br>That being now with her huge brightnesse dazed,<br>base thing I can no more endure to view:<br>but looking still on her I stand amazed,<br>at wondrous sight of so celestiall hew.<br>So when my toung would speak her praises dew,<br>it stopped is with thoughts astonishment:<br>and when my pen would write her titles true,<br>it rauisht is with fancies wonderment:<br>Yet in my hart I then both speake and write,<br>the wonder that my wit cannot endite.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edmund+Spenser">Edmund Spenser</a></strong></div>