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All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.

Edmund Spenser

The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
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
So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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Lesson Love Teaching
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
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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Angel Desire Fashion Heart Leadership Stop Talk Teaching
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Angel Gratitude Music One Liner Thankful
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
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
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
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Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain Pleasure
Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Himself Hope Kindness Mercy
Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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Angel Eyes Face Greatness Place Sunshine
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatness Myself Reach Rule

All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.

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