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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.

Edmund Spenser

A sweet attractive kind of grace, A full assurance given by looks, Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books– I trow that countenance cannot lye Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
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Attraction Comfortable Eyes Grace Kind Sweet Thinking
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
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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Love Marriage Rage Sleep Suffering Wake Weakness
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Inspirational Love Power
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King Love Spring
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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Flesh Live Man Spirit Teaching Yourself
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
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
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Advice Bite Hard Ocean
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
Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.
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Day Fear Feed Goodness Hell Hope Night Sorrow Speed Unknown Wasted
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Angel Gratitude Music One Liner Thankful
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
Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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Angry Late Repent

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