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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.

Edmund Spenser

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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Leaving Love Myself
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Advice Bite Hard Ocean
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
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.
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Fashion Law Manner Right Rule Simplicity
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
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Evening Fade Fresh Man Morning Taste
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Angel Gratitude Music One Liner Thankful
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
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatness Myself Reach Rule
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
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
Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Angry Late Repent
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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Breathe Fair Light Play Soft Spirit Sweet
She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Beautiful Flower Forest Growth Herself Love Relationship Rose

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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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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