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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

Edmund Spenser

Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Himself Hope Kindness Mercy
From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
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Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Inspirational Love Power
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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Appearance Bed Bright Flame Light Morning Stars
Those that were up themselves, kept others low; Those that were low themselves, held others hard; He suffered them to ryse or greater grow; But every one did strive his fellow down to throw.
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Greatness Growth Hard Hold Low Oneself Suffering
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.
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Fall Lost Oneself Place
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
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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Flesh Live Man Spirit Teaching Yourself
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.
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Color Earth Flower Glory Goodness Herself Love Spring
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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Bright Eternity Fate Forever Heaven Ourselves
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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Compare Death Help Home Sleep
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Himself Home Hypocrisy True
For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Choice Freedom Goodness Praise Sick Willing

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

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