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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.

Edmund Spenser

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

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  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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  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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  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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  All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.

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

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  Greatest god below the sky.

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  In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.

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  Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.

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  Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.

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  And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.

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  But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.

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