1. Edmund Spenser: Sir Philip Sidney: Ben Jonson: Thomas Kyd:
The Faerie Queene
One Day I Wrote her Name
The Spenserian stanza and sonnet
Sir Philip Sidney:
An Apology for Poetry (or, The Defence of Poesy)
Astrophel and Stella
Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust
Ben Jonson:
Every Man in His Humour
Thomas Kyd:
The Spanish Tragedy

2. "Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust”
By: Sir Philip Sidney
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust; 
And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; 
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; 
Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. 
Draw in thy beams and humble all thy might 
To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be; 
Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light, 

3. That both doth shine and give us sight to see
That both doth shine and give us sight to see. O take fast hold; let that light be thy guide In this small course which birth draws out to death, And think how evil becometh him to slide, Who seeketh heav'n, and comes of heav'nly breath. Then farewell, world; thy uttermost I see: Eternal Love, maintain thy life in me.

4. Amoretti LXXV: One Day I Wrote her Name By: Edmund Spenser 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."

5. "Not so," (quod I) "let baser things devise  To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:  My verse your vertues rare shall eternize,  And in the heavens write your glorious name:  Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,  Our love shall live, and later life renew."