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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?

Edmund Spenser

Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
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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Bright Eternity Fate Forever Heaven Ourselves
Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
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Fashion Law Manner Right Rule Simplicity
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
Me seems the world is run quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed source,And being once amiss grows daily worse and worse.
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Growth Quite Run World Worst
Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Appearance Beautiful Man Philosophy
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Angel Gratitude Music One Liner Thankful
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
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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Love One Liner Rose Time
Joy may you have and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement: And let faire Venus, that is Queene of love, With her heart-quelling Sonne upon you smile
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Content Heart Love Queen Smile Yourself
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
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
Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Freedom Sin Wasted Time
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
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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Creature Enjoyment Fall Liberty
All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Greatness Happiness Philosophy World

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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