Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
EDMUND SPENSERThis iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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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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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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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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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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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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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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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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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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