Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
EDMUND SPENSER
EDMUND SPENSER
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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.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser 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.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser 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.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser 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.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser 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.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
Edmund SpenserEdmund Spenser So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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