To such therefore I do not sing at all,
But to that Sacred Saint, my sovereign Queen;
To her I sing of love that loveth best,
And best is loved.
About the same time Spenser had written "The Tears of the Muses," where,
expressing a poet's wish that the royal palaces of Eliza should be
filled with
----------Praises of divinest wits,
Who her eternize with their heavenly writs,