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The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.

Edmund Spenser

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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Day Fear Feed Goodness Hell Hope Night Sorrow Speed Unknown Wasted
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
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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Content Heart Love Queen Smile Yourself
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
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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Breathe Fair Light Play Soft Spirit Sweet
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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Creation Form Herself Judgement Knowledge Nature Operation World
Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Himself Hope Kindness Mercy
But times do change and move continually.
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Change Move Time
Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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Curse Feed Happiness Heart Jealous Lose Misery
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner

The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.

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