So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
EDMUND SPENSERThe gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
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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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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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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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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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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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The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
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Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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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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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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The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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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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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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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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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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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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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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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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