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 SPENSERIn one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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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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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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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 man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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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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Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
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All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.
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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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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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But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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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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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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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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