Those that were up themselves, kept others low; Those that were low themselves, held others hard; He suffered them to ryse or greater grow; But every one did strive his fellow down to throw.
EDMUND SPENSERFor 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.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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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 will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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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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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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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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So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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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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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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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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