Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
EDMUND SPENSERIn one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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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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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
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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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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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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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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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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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Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.
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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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