The poem
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Agayne I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray. "Vayne man," sayd she, "that doest in vaine assay. A mortall thing so to immortalize, For I my selve shall lyke to this decay, and eek my name bee wyped out lykewize." "Not so," quod I, "let baser things devize, To dy in dust, but you shall live by fame: My verse your vertues rare shall eternize, And in the heavens wryte your glorious name. Where whenas death shall all the world subdew, Our love shall live, and later life renew."
this poem is quite admirable the intelect is absolutely amazing. inadequitely i am astonished
Spensers sonnet "one da i wrote her name upon the sand" portrays a lover the writes his loves sand into the sand. he then realises as the sand washes away with the tide that his love will eventually dafe away. His lover disagrees with him. In the end they dicide that their love sahll live and later life renew