For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
EDMUND SPENSERAll for love, and nothing for reward.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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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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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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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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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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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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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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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
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