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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.

Edmund Spenser

Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Inspirational Love Power
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
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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Bright Eternity Fate Forever Heaven Ourselves
Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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Bold Character Inspirational Personality
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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Herself Justice Right Truth Win
Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Appearance Beautiful Man Philosophy
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy
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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Attraction Comfortable Eyes Grace Kind Sweet Thinking
Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.
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Day Fear Feed Goodness Hell Hope Night Sorrow Speed Unknown Wasted
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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Angry Fly Fruit Wait War Word
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Choice Freedom Goodness Praise Sick Willing

Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.

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