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Amoretti: Sonnet 75 is one of the most important poems in the Amoretti for many reasons:
It marks a turn in the sequence from one cycle of reading based on liturgical calender (75 corresponds to the Sunday after Easter, April 9th 1594); Sonnets 76 to 89 correspond to the cycle of Pentecost and typi...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
but came the waves and washed it a way:
agayne I wrote it with a second hand,
but came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.
Vayne man, sayd she, that doest in vaine assay,
a mortall thing so to immortalize.
for I my selve shall lyke to this decay,
and eek my name bee wyped out lykewize.
Not so, (quod I) let baser things devize
to dy in dust, but you shall live by fame:
my verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
and in the hevens wryte your glorious name,
Where whenas death shall all the world subdew,
our love shall live, and later life renew.