But times do change and move continually.
EDMUND SPENSERUnhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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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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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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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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So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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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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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Greatest god below the sky.
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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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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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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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