Lakes where the sunsheen is mystic with splendour and softness; <br />Vales where sweet life is all Summer with golden romance: <br />Forests that glimmer with twilight round revel-bright palaces; <br />Here in our May-blood we wander, careering 'mongst ladies and <br />knights.<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poetry-of-spenser/
