Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
EDMUND SPENSERFondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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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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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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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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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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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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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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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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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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