All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
EDMUND SPENSERMen, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Greatest god below the sky.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.
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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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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
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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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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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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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Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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