I got this through the minstrel’s egroup which sends a daily poem via email.
and i had to share it…
“One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon the Strand (Amoretti LXXV)”
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 “thou 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,” quoth I “let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues 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.”
— Edmund Spenser
Note: The Amoretti are a series of eighty nine sonnets Spenser wrote to commemorate his courtship of his second wife, Elizabeth Boyle. A companion
piece, ‘Epithalamion’, honours their wedding.