Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
EDMUND SPENSERA 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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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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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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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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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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Who would ever care to do brave deed, Or strive in virtue others to excel, If none should yield him his deserved meed Due praise, that is the spur of doing well? For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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No dainty flower or herbs that grows on ground, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out fair, and throw her sweet smells all around.
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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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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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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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But times do change and move continually.
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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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