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All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.

Edmund Spenser

How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
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Action Death Live Man Thinking Wisdom Word
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
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
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
No dainty flower or herbs that grows on ground, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out fair, and throw her sweet smells all around.
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Flower Growth Herself Sweet
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner
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
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
But times do change and move continually.
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Change Move Time
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatness Myself Reach Rule
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 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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