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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

Edmund Spenser

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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Cold Desire Fire Greatness Growth Hard Love Myself
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.
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Creation Form Herself Judgement Knowledge Nature Operation World
She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Beautiful Flower Forest Growth Herself Love Relationship Rose
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
Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Angry Late Repent
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
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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Love Marriage Rage Sleep Suffering Wake Weakness
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
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Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking
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
Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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Appearance Bed Bright Flame Light Morning Stars
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
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
For next to Death is Sleepe to be compared; Therefore his house is unto his annext: Here Sleepe, ther Richesse, and hel-gate them both betwext.
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Compare Death Help Home Sleep
All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Greatness Happiness Philosophy World
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

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