Those that were up themselves, kept others low; Those that were low themselves, held others hard; He suffered them to ryse or greater grow; But every one did strive his fellow down to throw.
EDMUND SPENSERFrom good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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All flesh doth frailty breed!
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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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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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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No dainty flower or herbs that grows on ground, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out fair, and throw her sweet smells all around.
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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.
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Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.
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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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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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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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The gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne.
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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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