Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
EDMUND SPENSERUnhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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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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Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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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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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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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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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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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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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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But times do change and move continually.
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Who would ever care to do brave deed, Or strive in virtue others to excel, If none should yield him his deserved meed Due praise, that is the spur of doing well? For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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