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Evan Thomas, Milton Group8, Milton Group7, Milton Group6, Milton Group5, Milton Group4, Milton Group3, Milton Group2, Milton Group1, Milton Group9, Authors

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EK's gloss

EK is commonly characterized as an editor, probably intimate with Spenser and possibly Spenser himself. EK added notes to each Aeclogue in keeping with the latest fashions in book design.
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The Shepheardes Calender: January    Edmund Spenser

Related:  Sere,  Edmund Spenser,  His kiddes, his cracknelles, and his early fruit.,  Colin them gives to Rosalind againe.,  And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend,,  Wherein I longd the neighbour towne to see:,  His clownish gifts,  The blossome, which my braunch of youth did beare,,  His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,,  All so my lustfull leafe is drye and sere,  A thousand sithes I curse that carefull hower,,  couth,  Thou barrein ground, whome winters wrath hath wasted,,  Shee deignes not my good will, but doth reproue,,  And am forlorne, (alas why am I lorne?),  And of my rurall musick holdeth scorne.,  With breathed sighes is blowne away, & blasted,,  Colin clout,  I loue thilke lasse, (alas why doe I loue?),  Ah foolish Hobbinol, thy gyfts bene vayne:,  Albee my loue he seeke with dayly suit:,  auaile,  My musing mynd, yet canst not, when thou should:,  Thy mantle mard, wherein thou mas-kedst late.,  Yet for thou pleasest not, where most I would:,  Art made a myrrhour, to behold my plight:,  Ah God, that loue should breede both ioy and payne.,  Colins Embleme.,  And eke tenne thousand sithes I blesse the stoure,,  sithes,  Hobbinol,  So broke his oaten pype, and downe dyd lye.,  Epic,  And laughes the songes, that Colin Clout doth make.,  Pastoral,  I loue,  Stoure,  neighbour towne,  Shepheards deuise she hateth as the snake,,  Rosalind,  vnnethes,  Wherein I sawe so fayre a sight, as shee.,  Thy sommer prowde with Daffadillies dight.,  And now is come thy wynters stormy state,,  Wherefore my pype, albee rude Pan thou please,,  Both pype and Muse, shall sore the while abye.,  As on your boughes the ysicles depend.,  It is not Hobbinol, wherefore I plaine,,  My timely buds with wayling all are wasted:,  And thou vnlucky Muse, that wontst to ease,  Teaching notes, 10 Sept. 2014,  Whilome thy fresh spring flowrd, and after hasted,  Yet all for naught: [such] sight hath bred my bane.,  overhaile,  John Milton,  The Shepheardes Calender: January,  Virgil