Edmund Spenser - Amoretti: Sonnet 6 lyrics

Be nought dismayd that her unmoved mind doth still persist in her rebellious pride: such love, not lyke to lusts of baser kynd, the harder wonne, the firmer will abide. The durefull Oake, whose sap in not yet dride, is long ere it conceive the kindling fyre: but when it once doth burne, it doth divide great heat, and makes his flames to heaven aspire. So hard it is to kindle new desire in gentle brest that shall endure for ever: deepe is the wound, that dints the parts entire with chast affects, that naught but d**h can sever. Then thinke not long in taking litle paine, to knit the knot, that ever shall remiane.