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The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.

Edmund Spenser

The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
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Action Gentle Mindset
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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King Love Spring
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
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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Color Earth Flower Glory Goodness Herself Love Spring
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
Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
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Flesh Live Man Spirit Teaching Yourself
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
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
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
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
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
Those that were up themselves, kept others low; Those that were low themselves, held others hard; He suffered them to ryse or greater grow; But every one did strive his fellow down to throw.
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Greatness Growth Hard Hold Low Oneself Suffering

The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.

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