The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
EDMUND SPENSERThe fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
EDMUND SPENSERTogether linkt with adamantine chains.
EDMUND SPENSERThe man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
EDMUND SPENSERDeath is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
EDMUND SPENSERThrough 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.
EDMUND SPENSERHard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
EDMUND SPENSERSo passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
EDMUND SPENSERAh! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
EDMUND SPENSERIn one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
EDMUND SPENSERGood is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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.
EDMUND SPENSERSuch is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
EDMUND SPENSERSo let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
EDMUND SPENSERMake haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
EDMUND SPENSERWaking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
EDMUND SPENSERAll that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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