Edmund Spenser Quote

After long stormes and tempests sad assay,    Which hardly I endured heretofore:    in dread of death and daungerous dismay,    with which my silly barke was tossed sore: I doe at length descry the happy shore,    in which I hope ere long for to arryue:    fayre soyle it seemes from far and fraught with store    of all that deare and daynty is alyue. Most happy he that can at last atchyue    the ioyous safety of so sweet a rest:    whose least delight sufficeth to depriue    remembrance of all paines which him opprest. All paines are nothing in respect of this,    all sorrowes short that gaine eternall blisse.