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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.

Edmund Spenser

How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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Angry Fly Fruit Wait War Word
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Day Flower Life Mortal Pass
This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Heart Mindset Misery World
In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Burn Cruelty Death Hate Heart Oneself Revenge Treason
But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
EDMUND SPENSER

Herself Justice Right Truth Win
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love Sweet Time
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
For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
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Action Death Live Man Thinking Wisdom Word
Greatest god below the sky.
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God Greatness Sky
For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Choice Freedom Goodness Praise Sick Willing
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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Appearance Bed Bright Flame Light Morning Stars
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
EDMUND SPENSER

Advice Bite Hard Ocean
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold

But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.

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