The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
EDMUND SPENSERMan’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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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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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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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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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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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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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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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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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.
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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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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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