Edmund Spenser

Edmund Spenser

v  He was born in 1552 and die 13 January 1599

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Spenser  was an English poet best known for The Faerie Queene which deals with the adventures of knights, dragons, ladies in distress.

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He got married with Machabyas Chylde and they have two children. 

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Edmund Spenser published his first important work, The Shepheardes Calender in 1580.

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After reading the Faerie Queen, Sir Walter Raleigh persuaded him to visit London in 1590, where he presented Spenser and his poem to the Queen.

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 In the sonnet Amoretti and Epithalamiumhe celebrated his second marriage with Elizabeth Boyle. Here, he detailed their love and its consummation in their marriage.

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He was buried in Westminster Abbey, his tomb close to that of Geoffrey Chaucer.

Sir Walter Raleigh

SIR WALTER RALEIGH

·         He was an explorer, soldier, and writer, born in Hayes Barton.

·         He became the Queen’s favorite at court, receiving a Knighthood in 1585.

·         He took part in North and South America, and several literary works resulted from his travels.

·         Sir Walter was a cultured man and a close friend of poet Edmund Spenser.

·         Queen Elizabeth imprisoned him for a short time because he got marriage with one of hers maids of honor.

·         Raleigh was convicted of treason and spent 13 years in the tower of London were he wrote several books.

·         In 1616 he was released from the Tower of London to lead a gold-hunting expedition to Guiana, the trip was his last chance to prove his worth to king James, but it was a disaster.

·         He got a tropical fever, was arrested and executed in 1618.

A Farewell to False Love

Farewell, false love, the oracle of lies,

A mortal foe and enemy to rest,

An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,

A bastard vile, a beast with rage possessed,

A way of error, a temple full of treason,

In all effects contrary unto reason.

A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers,

Mother of sighs, and murderer of repose,

A sea of sorrows whence are drawn such showers

As moisture lend to every grief that grows;

A school of guile, a net of deep deceit,

A gilded hook that holds poisoned bait.

A fortress foiled, which reason did defend,

A siren song, a fever of the mind,

A maze wherein affection finds no end,

A raging cloud that runs before the wind,

A substance like the shadow of the sun,

A goal of grief for which the wisest run.

A quenchless fire, a nurse of trembling fear,

A path that leads to peril and mishap,

A true retreat of sorrow and despair,

An idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap,

A deep mistrust of that which certain seems,

A hope of that which reason doubtful deems.

Sith then thy trains my younger years betrayed,

And for my faith ingratitude I find;

And sith repentance hath my wrongs bewrayed,

Whose course was ever contrary to kind:

False love, desire, and beauty frail, adieu!

Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew.

Sonnets

Sonnet  18 

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest,
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. 

Sonnet 130 

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head;
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see  in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks;
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go
(My mistress when she walks treads on the ground).
   And yet by heaven I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare.

Sonnet 29

When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate:
   For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
  That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

Sonnet 30

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,

William Shakespeare

He was an English poet. He is regarded as the greatest writer in the English language. His works include about 38 plays which have been translated into Spanish, French, among others, 154 sonnets, two narrative poems, and several other poems.

Shakespeare was born in 1564; his life can be divided into three periods. The first 20 years of his life includes:

·         He studied in Stratford.

• At the age of 18, he married Anne Hathaway, with whom he had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith.

The second period was between 1585 and 1592

•     He began a successful career in London as an actor, writer, and part owner of a playing company called the Lord Chamberlain's Men.

Third period:

• He appears to have retired to Stratford around 1613 at age 49
• Shakespeare produced most of his known work between 1589 and 1613.
• He wrote about 1608tragedies, including Hamlet, King Lear, Othello, and Macbeth.

It is said William Shakespeare isn’t the author of his works; there are evidence that proves Shakespeare existed but not that he was a playwright, an actor or a poet. It is suggested that he was just a businessman and propose several contenders for authorship, namely an Edward de Vere.

In the 20th century, his work was adopted and rediscovered. Nowadays his plays remain popular and are constantly studied, performed, and interpreted in several cultural and political contexts throughout the world.

William Shakespeare died 23 April 1616.