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Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.

Edmund Spenser

All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
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
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
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.
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Day Fear Feed Goodness Hell Hope Night Sorrow Speed Unknown Wasted
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
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Advice Bite Hard Ocean
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner
Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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Chain Togetherness
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
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
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
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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Love One Liner Rose Time
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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Cold Desire Fire Greatness Growth Hard Love Myself
Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Himself Hope Kindness Mercy

Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.

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Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.

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