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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.

Edmund Spenser

A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
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Body Easy Gold Heart Man Mindset World
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
All flesh doth frailty breed!
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Body Flesh Fragile
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
So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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Grace Profit Rule
For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Fall Lost Oneself Place
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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Appearance Bed Bright Flame Light Morning Stars
But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
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Creature Enemy God Grace Love Man Mercy Service Wickedness
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Day Flower Life Mortal Pass
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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Action Death Live Man Thinking Wisdom Word
My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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Cold Desire Fire Greatness Growth Hard Love Myself
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Easy Man Willing
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
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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Curse Feed Happiness Heart Jealous Lose Misery
Greatest god below the sky.
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God Greatness Sky

For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.

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