Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
EDMUND SPENSERA 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.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within; you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.
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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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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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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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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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But times do change and move continually.
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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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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above.
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But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
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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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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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All for love, and nothing for reward.
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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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Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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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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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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