Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
EDMUND SPENSERFly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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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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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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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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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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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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