Scarce had the morning starre hid from the lightHeavens crimson canopie with stars bespangled,But I began to rue th' unhappy sightOf that faire boy that had my hart intangled;Cursing the time, the place, the sense, the sin;I came, I saw, I viewd, I slipped in.If it be sinne to love a sweet-fac'd boy,Whose amber locks trust up in golden tramelsDangle adowne his lovely cheekes with joy,When pearle and flowers his faire haire enamels;If it be sinne to love a lovely lad,Oh then sinne I, for whom my soule is sad.
Ac thorugh his science soothy was nevere no soule ysaved, Ne broght by hir bokes to blisse ne to joye.william langland
For of the soule the bodie forme doth take;For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.Edmund Spenser
Thy lord shall never die, the whiles this verse Shall live, and surely it shall live for ever: For ever it shall live, and shall rehearse His worthy praise, and vertues dying never, Though death his soule do from his bodie sever: And thou thyselfe herein shalt also live; Such grace the heavens doe to my verses give.Edmund Spenser
For if hevene be on this erthe, and ese to any soule, It is in cloistre or in scole.
Ryght so euery man is capitayne of his owne soule.
For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; For soule is forme and doth the bodie make.Edmund Spenser
Loe here the precious dust is layd; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else the soule grew so fast within, It broke the outward shell of sinne And so was hatch'd a cherubin.
What is this world? A net to snare the soule.