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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.

Edmund Spenser

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.
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Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Himself Home Hypocrisy True
Those that were up themselves, kept others low; Those that were low themselves, held others hard; He suffered them to ryse or greater grow; But every one did strive his fellow down to throw.
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Greatness Growth Hard Hold Low Oneself Suffering
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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Myself Promise Reason Season Time
For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Fall Lost Oneself Place
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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Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Creature Enjoyment Fall Liberty
In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Burn Cruelty Death Hate Heart Oneself Revenge Treason
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Action Bad Evil Home Word
This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Heart Mindset Misery World
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
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
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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Action Brave Care Deserve Excellence Freedom Goodness Praise Virtue Willing
So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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Lesson Love 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
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Easy Man Willing
Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.
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Creation Form Herself Judgement Knowledge Nature Operation World
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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Bright Eternity Fate Forever Heaven Ourselves
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatness Myself Reach Rule
Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Evening Fade Fresh Man Morning Taste
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain Pleasure
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
My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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Cold Desire Fire Greatness Growth Hard Love Myself
But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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Herself Justice Right Truth Win
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Day Flower Life Mortal Pass

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