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So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.

Edmund Spenser

Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
EDMUND SPENSER

Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
EDMUND SPENSER

God Grant Love Wisdom
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
EDMUND SPENSER

Creature Enjoyment Fall Liberty
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.
EDMUND SPENSER

Curse Feed Happiness Heart Jealous Lose Misery
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner
She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
EDMUND SPENSER

Beautiful Flower Forest Growth Herself Love Relationship Rose
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
EDMUND SPENSER

King Love Spring
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
EDMUND SPENSER

Freedom Gold
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
EDMUND SPENSER

Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
EDMUND SPENSER

Easy Man Willing
All flesh doth frailty breed!
EDMUND SPENSER

Body Flesh Fragile
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love Sweet Time
But times do change and move continually.
EDMUND SPENSER

Change Move Time
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
EDMUND SPENSER

Inspirational Love Power
From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
EDMUND SPENSER

Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
EDMUND SPENSER

Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking

So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.

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So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.

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