THREE HUNDRED

ENGLISH

SONNETS

OF THIS GARDEN OF THE MUSES

THOU which delight'st to view this goodly plot,
Here take such flowres as best shal serve thy use,
Where thou maist find in every curious knot,

Of speciall vertue, and most precious juyce,
Set by Apollo in their severall places,

And nourished with his celestiall Beames, And watered by the Muses and the Graces,

With the fresh dew of those Castalian streames.

What sente or colour canst thou but devise

That is not here, that may delight the sense?
Or what can Art or Industry comprize,

That in aboundance is not gather'd hence?
No Garden yet was ever halfe so sweet
As where Apollo and the Muses meet.

Belvedére; or, The Garden
of the Muses, 1600.

THREE HUNDRED

ENGLISH SONNETS

CHOSEN AND EDITED

WITH A FEW NOTES

BY

DAVID M. MAIN

EDITOR OF A TREASURY OF ENGLISH SONNETS'

NEW EDITION

WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONS

EDINBURGH AND LONDON

MDCCCLXXXVI

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SEP 20 1957