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Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse
Contents:
79. Whilst It Is Prime
FRESH Spring, the herald of loves mighty king,
In whose cote-armour richly are displayd
All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring,
In goodly colours gloriously arrayd—
Goe to my love, where she is carelesse layd,
Yet in her winters bowre not well awake;
Tell her the joyous time wil not be staid,
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take;
Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make,
To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew;
Where every one, that misseth then her make,
Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.
Make hast, therefore, sweet love, whilest it is prime;
For none can call againe the passed time.
make] mate.
Edmund Spenser. 1552-1599
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Chicago: Unknown, "79. Whilst It Is Prime," Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed July 26, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8DZZQYIS1F22WY1.
MLA: Unknown. "79. Whilst It Is Prime." Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 26 Jul. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8DZZQYIS1F22WY1.
Harvard: Unknown, '79. Whilst It Is Prime' in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 26 July 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=8DZZQYIS1F22WY1.
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