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.
EDMUND SPENSERDiscord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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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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Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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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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Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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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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What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
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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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And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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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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I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
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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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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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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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Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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