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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion

Edmund Spenser

All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Greatness Happiness Philosophy World
In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Burn Cruelty Death Hate Heart Oneself Revenge Treason
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Inspirational Love Power
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
Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Appearance Beautiful Man Philosophy
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
A sweet attractive kind of grace, A full assurance given by looks, Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books– I trow that countenance cannot lye Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
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Attraction Comfortable Eyes Grace Kind Sweet Thinking
This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Heart Mindset Misery World
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
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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Growth Quite Run World Worst
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Action Bad Evil Home Word
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatness Myself Reach Rule
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

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion

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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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