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Me seems the world is run quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed source,And being once amiss grows daily worse and worse.

Edmund Spenser

Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Angry Late Repent
For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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Eyes Joy Missing Night
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Beautiful Flower Forest Growth Herself Love Relationship Rose
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Choice Freedom Goodness Praise Sick Willing
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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Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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Grace Profit Rule
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
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Body Easy Gold Heart Man Mindset World
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
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Betrayal Man Manner Mindset
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Angel Gratitude Music One Liner Thankful
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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King Love Spring
All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Greatness Happiness Philosophy World
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth

Me seems the world is run quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed source,And being once amiss grows daily worse and worse.

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