Fairie Queene Book I Canto I Stanza 1

Lo I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske,
  As time her taught, in lowly Shepheards weeds,
  Am now enforst a far unfitter taske,
  For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds,
  And sing of Knights and Ladies[*] gentle deeds;                    
  Whose prayses having slept in silence long,
  Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds
  To blazon broade emongst her learned throng:
Fierce warres and faithfull loves shall moralize my song.


 

 

 

 

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