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 SPENSERMy 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?
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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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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