And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
EDMUND SPENSERMake haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.
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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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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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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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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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Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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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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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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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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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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