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Robert J. Lindley, 7-26-2020
Rhyme, ( The Dreams And Sweetest Wishes Of Youth )
 
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Total # Syllables:264
Total # Words::::178
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https://interestingliterature.com/2018/09/a-short-analysis-of-edmund-spensers-amoretti-lxxv-one-day-i-wrote-her-name-upon-the-strand/
 
LITERATURE
A Short Analysis of Edmund Spenser’s Amoretti LXXV: ‘One day I wrote her name upon the strand’
Edmund Spenser’s Amoretti is one of the greatest of the Elizabethan sonnet sequences; after Sir Philip Sidney’s Astrophil and Stella (which was the first great sonnet sequence in English), it is perhaps the greatest of all. Sonnet LXXV from Amoretti, beginning ‘One day I wrote her name upon the strand’, is probably the most famous poem in the cycle, and deserves closer analysis for its innovative use of a popular conceit.
 
Amoretti LXXV
       by Edmund Spenser
 
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
‘Vain man,’ said she, ‘that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.’
‘Not so,’ (quod I); ‘let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name:
Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.’
 
‘One day I wrote her name upon the strand’ addresses one of the key themes of the Elizabethan sonnet sequence: the struggle of the poet to immortalise his beloved, the woman his sonnets are written in praise of. In summary, Spenser tells us that he wrote his beloved’s name on the beach one day, but the waves came in and washed the name away. He wrote his beloved’s name out a second time, but again the tide came in and obliterated it, as if deliberately targeting the poet’s efforts (‘pains’) with its destructive waves.
From my blog on, Amoretti LXXV, by Edmund Spenser my tribute poem included below, Sailing Away From Dark That Wrecks Havoc On Earth Earth left cursing in raging anger and sad roars horrid spinning mess, its great darkness raining fear vast teeming multitudes, with evil shore to shore lies, wicked beasts, future never really clear. These new waters, horizon now promising love her beautiful kiss, those lips waiting just for me Heaven sending guiding angels down from above singing of light, truth and a divine sanctity. My soul, its core now filled with a king's treasure worth of romance and flowery meadows gifting life sailing away from dark that wrecks havoc on earth my ship, cutting through sleeping waters like a knife. Sailing away upon Heaven's soft, tender sea ranging across waters with her windblown caress repentant and dwelling within bountiful glee a sinner, long ago my sins I did confess. Sailing into expanse of waiting paradise her big bright smile gifting an ocean of delight, never again begging more, this love shall suffice with passionate gems gifted each and every night. Pray I, eternity weds our Lives, Love and All And we together, sail to our true Port of Call. Robert J. Lindley, 7-26-2020 Rhyme, Romanticism ( The Dreams And Sweetest Wishes Of Youth ) Syllables Per Line: 0 12 12 12 12 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 Total # Syllables:264 Total # Words::::178

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Date: 7/29/2020 10:35:00 AM
I do agree with Lady Labyrinth! There is far more beauty and light in this world. Listen to the news? I got off that fast track to despondency as soon as I could. Better to read poetry of the masters. I don't read dark Poetry, it makes me dark. Heaven will have everything we have on this earth. Never heard any minister say otherwise. I can relate to this FAV of mine. Outstanding verses, Always humbled by your verse that sparkle here as stars in the still, celestial heavens. Love you. Pangie xx
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Date: 7/28/2020 12:33:00 PM
Thank you my friend. Spenser’s sonnet highlights that oft love brings a loss of words when even the most skillful poets attempts to describe its magnificent depths, its beauty, its power and its many gift and blessings. Regardless of the poet's talents- the true measure can not be found, the cup can not be filled. God bless...
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Robert Lindley
Date: 7/28/2020 12:41:00 PM
I thank sincerely you and I am truly honored by your adding this poem to your fav list my friend... A gift that so truly cheers my day... God bless.....
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Date: 7/28/2020 12:40:00 PM
On the religious zealot comment that was made. Seems to be illogical to me. As anything within Heaven's realm must exist as perfection and do so by God's divine permission- be it trees, flowers, mountain ocean or sea or anything else. Being absent of all evil/darkness, and allowed by God's hand- anything allowed there need not obey the ideas/bias or thinking of mankind's morality/logic/tastes., etc..
Date: 7/27/2020 3:46:00 PM
Beautiful Lindley. I love that sonnet by Spencer, one of my favourites, '...one day I wrote her name upon the strand, but came the waves and washed it away: again I wrote it with a second hand...but came the tides and made my pains his prey...". Back to your story.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 7/27/2020 3:52:00 PM
Within the darkness of these times, one has to hold fast to the fact, that there are many more good people than there are evil and that there is much more Light than there is darkness, but the Light, like much in our envious, competitive, materialistic world, is ignored and unseen, but it is there to permeate all. I like these lines the best in your poem, "My soul, its core now filled with a king's treasure worth of romance and flowery meadows gifting life sailing away from dark that wrecks havoc on earth my ship, cutting through sleeping waters like a knife...." I made a comment to a friend of mine in the Consomme last night, relating to a knife. Beautiful poem you've written here, so much so, I have added to my favourites. L x
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Date: 7/27/2020 3:50:00 PM
....on another note, just to throw a spanner in the works, I was watching a religious zealot the other night on Youtube, for research, who was espousing there is no sea or ocean in Heaven; his reasoning was, that every story within the good book, mentions the sea/ocean in matters of "Judgement" and the logic behind his theory was that once one is firmly lodged in Heaven, there is no "judgement", hence there is no sea/ocean in the place.