Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
EDMUND SPENSERGather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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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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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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I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
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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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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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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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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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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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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.
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