The vehemence of the Elizabethan imagination

The Elizabethan worldview, as imagined by Woolf:

The withered intricacies and ambiguities of our more gradual and doubtful age were unknown to them. Violence was all. The flower bloomed and faded, The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice. Girls were roses, and their seasons were short as the flowers'. Plucked they must be before nightfall; for the day was brief and the day was all. (26-7)

Virginia Woolf (1928), Orlando: A Biography