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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

Edmund Spenser

To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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God Grant Love Wisdom
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
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
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
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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Action Death Live Man Thinking Wisdom Word
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Enemy Grief Life One Liner
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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Growth Quite Run World Worst
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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Flesh Live Man Spirit Teaching Yourself
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
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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Action Blame Heaven Man Success
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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Color Earth Flower Glory Goodness Herself Love Spring
No dainty flower or herbs that grows on ground, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out fair, and throw her sweet smells all around.
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Flower Growth Herself Sweet
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
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner

Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.

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