All for love, and nothing for reward.
EDMUND SPENSERAll that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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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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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
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Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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But times do change and move continually.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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