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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.

Edmund Spenser

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
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
Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Appearance Beautiful Man Philosophy
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
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
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
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
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
Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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Absence Cry Friendship Herself Loss
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
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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Breathe Fair Light Play Soft Spirit Sweet
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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Love Marriage Rage Sleep Suffering Wake Weakness
Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Freedom Sin Wasted Time
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
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

For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.

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