Edmund Spenser - Amoretti: Sonnet 4 lyrics

Sonnet. IIII. New yeare forth looking out of Jan*s gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight: and bidding th'old Adieu, his pa**ed date bids all old thoughts to die in dumpish spright. And calling forth out of sad Winters night, fresh love, that long hath slept in cheerlesse bower: wils him awake, and soone about him dight his wanton wings and darts of deadly power. For lusty spring now in his timely howre, is ready to come forth him to receive: and warnes the Earth with the divers colord flowre to decke hir selfe, and her faire mantle weave. Then you faire flowre, in whome fresh youth doth raine, prepare your selfe new love to entertaine.