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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.

Edmund Spenser

Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Easy Man Willing
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
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Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
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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Compare Death Help Home Sleep
My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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Cold Desire Fire Greatness Growth Hard Love Myself
Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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Leaving Love Myself
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
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time
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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Content Heart Love Queen Smile Yourself
Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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Himself Hope Kindness Mercy
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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Breathe Fair Light Play Soft Spirit Sweet
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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Curse Feed Happiness Heart Jealous Lose Misery
All for love, and nothing for reward.
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Love Reward
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Action Bad Evil Home Word
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain

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