Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
EDMUND SPENSERFor easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
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My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Me seems the world is run quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed source,And being once amiss grows daily worse and worse.
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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.
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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within; you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.
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For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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