Greatest god below the sky.
EDMUND SPENSERSo passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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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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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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Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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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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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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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.
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
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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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The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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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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Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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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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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within; you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.
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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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