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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.

Edmund Spenser

In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Burn Cruelty Death Hate Heart Oneself Revenge Treason
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
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
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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Action Brave Care Deserve Excellence Freedom Goodness Praise Virtue Willing
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.
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Color Earth Flower Glory Goodness Herself Love Spring
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
I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
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Myself Promise Reason Season Time
From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
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Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
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
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain
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
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain Pleasure
The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.
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Himself Home Hypocrisy True
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
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Advice Bite Hard Ocean
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
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
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Creature Enjoyment Fall Liberty
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
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
Greatest god below the sky.
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God Greatness Sky
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy
But times do change and move continually.
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Change Move Time
Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Evening Fade Fresh Man Morning Taste

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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