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.
EDMUND SPENSERBut 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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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
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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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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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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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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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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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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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