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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.

Edmund Spenser

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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Growth Quite Run World Worst
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
But times do change and move continually.
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Change Move Time
Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
EDMUND SPENSER

Fashion Law Manner Right Rule Simplicity
Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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Angel Eyes Face Greatness Place Sunshine
From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
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Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
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King Love Spring
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
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.
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Greatness Growth Hard Hold Low Oneself Suffering
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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Flesh Live Man Spirit Teaching Yourself
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
EDMUND SPENSER

Love Sweet Time
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
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
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth

Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.

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