For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate’s decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
EDMUND SPENSERAnd painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
More Edmund Spenser Quotes
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Fretting grief the enemy of life.
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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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The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Who would ever care to do brave deed, Or strive in virtue others to excel, If none should yield him his deserved meed Due praise, that is the spur of doing well? For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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But times do change and move continually.
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Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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No dainty flower or herbs that grows on ground, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweet, but there it might be found To bud out fair, and throw her sweet smells all around.
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For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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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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A sweet attractive kind of grace, A full assurance given by looks, Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books– I trow that countenance cannot lye Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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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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