Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion

Edmund Spenser

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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
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
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
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
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Advice Bite Hard Ocean
Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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Bold Character Inspirational Personality
This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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Heart Mindset Misery World
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Action Bad Evil Home Word
Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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Leaving Love Myself
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 much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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Grace Profit Rule
The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
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Betrayal Man Manner Mindset
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
Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Angry Late Repent
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
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
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Freedom Sin Wasted Time
The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
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Action Gentle Mindset
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
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Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
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
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion

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