The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
EDMUND SPENSERAll love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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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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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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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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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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But times do change and move continually.
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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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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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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.
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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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Greatest god below the sky.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Joy may you have and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement: And let faire Venus, that is Queene of love, With her heart-quelling Sonne upon you smile
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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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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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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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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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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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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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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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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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