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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

Edmund Spenser

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 SPENSER

Attraction Comfortable Eyes Grace Kind Sweet Thinking
For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
EDMUND SPENSER

Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
EDMUND SPENSER

Greatness Happiness Philosophy World
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
EDMUND SPENSER

Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
EDMUND SPENSER

Inspirational Love Power
All flesh doth frailty breed!
EDMUND SPENSER

Body Flesh Fragile
But times do change and move continually.
EDMUND SPENSER

Change Move Time
The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
EDMUND SPENSER

Himself Home Hypocrisy True
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
EDMUND SPENSER

End God Goodness
Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love Marriage Rage Sleep Suffering Wake Weakness
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love One Liner Rose Time
Together linkt with adamantine chains.
EDMUND SPENSER

Chain Togetherness
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
EDMUND SPENSER

Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love Sweet Time
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
EDMUND SPENSER

Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
EDMUND SPENSER

Absence Cry Friendship Herself Loss

In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

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