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.
EDMUND SPENSERBut 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.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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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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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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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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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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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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Greatest god below the sky.
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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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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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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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