Poem 94

Edmund Spenser 1552 (London) – 1599 (London)



NAthlesse the cruell boy not so content,
would needs the fly pursue:
And in his hand with heedlesse hardiment,
him caught for to subdue.
But when on it he hasty hand did lay,
the Bee him stung therefore:
Now out alasse (he cryde) and welaway,
I wounded am full sore:
The fly that I so much did scorne,
hath hurt me with his little horne.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Scheme ABABCDEDFF
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 336
Words 67
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 10

Edmund Spenser

Edmund Spenser was an English poet best known for The Faerie Queene, an epic poem and fantastical allegory celebrating the Tudor dynasty and Elizabeth I. more…

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