Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
EDMUND SPENSERFresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Together linkt with adamantine chains.
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From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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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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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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