Edmund Spenser wrote the poem One Day I Wrote Her Name upon the Strand in 1595.
One day I wrote her name upon the strand;
But came the waves, and washed it away:
Again, I wrote it with a second hand;
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.
Not so, quoth I; let baser things devise
To die in dust, but yous hall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternalize,
And in the heavens write your gloriuos name.
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.
Amoretti Sonnet LXXV
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