All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
EDMUND SPENSERFor we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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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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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
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For next to Death is Sleepe to be compared; Therefore his house is unto his annext: Here Sleepe, ther Richesse, and hel-gate them both betwext.
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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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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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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Who would ever care to do brave deed, Or strive in virtue others to excel, If none should yield him his deserved meed Due praise, that is the spur of doing well? For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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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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A sweet attractive kind of grace, A full assurance given by looks, Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books– I trow that countenance cannot lye Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
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