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.
EDMUND SPENSERFor 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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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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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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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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Greatest god below the sky.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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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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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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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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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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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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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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For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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