Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
EDMUND SPENSERThankfulness is the tune of angels.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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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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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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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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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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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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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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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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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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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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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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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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