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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.

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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Evening Fade Fresh Man Morning Taste
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
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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Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
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
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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God Grant Love Wisdom
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
Greatest god below the sky.
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God Greatness Sky
Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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Chain Togetherness
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain Pleasure
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
Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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Love Marriage Rage Sleep Suffering Wake Weakness
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Easy Man Willing
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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