But times do change and move continually.
EDMUND SPENSERTogether linkt with adamantine chains.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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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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The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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A sweet attractive kind of grace, A full assurance given by looks, Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books– I trow that countenance cannot lye Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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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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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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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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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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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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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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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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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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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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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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Greatest god below the sky.
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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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