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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.

Edmund Spenser

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
EDMUND SPENSER

Beautiful Flower Forest Growth Herself Love Relationship Rose
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
EDMUND SPENSER

End God Goodness
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
EDMUND SPENSER

Content Heart Love Queen Smile Yourself
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
EDMUND SPENSER

Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking
Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
EDMUND SPENSER

Action Blame Heaven Man Success
The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
EDMUND SPENSER

Betrayal Man Manner Mindset
To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
EDMUND SPENSER

God Grant Love Wisdom
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
EDMUND SPENSER

Easy Man Willing
But times do change and move continually.
EDMUND SPENSER

Change Move Time
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
EDMUND SPENSER

Greatness Myself Reach Rule
I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
EDMUND SPENSER

Myself Promise Reason Season Time
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
EDMUND SPENSER

Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
EDMUND SPENSER

Leaving Love Myself
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
EDMUND SPENSER

Fall Stars Strike Touch
Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
EDMUND SPENSER

Freedom Sin Wasted Time
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
EDMUND SPENSER

King Love Spring

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.

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