All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
EDMUND SPENSERThis iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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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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So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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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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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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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.
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Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.
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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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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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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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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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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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