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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.

Edmund Spenser

In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn’d himself first to subdue.
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Himself Learning Wasted
Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind.
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Inspirational Love Power
For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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Choice Freedom Goodness Praise Sick Willing
So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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Lesson Love Teaching
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
For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Easy Man Willing
Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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Angry Fly Fruit Wait War Word
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
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Divine Hate Heart Jealous Joy Love Thinking
Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
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Music Sweet
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
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower.
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Day Flower Life Mortal Pass
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
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Love One Liner Rose Time
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy
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
Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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Bad Death Equality Goodness Rest
Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion
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Leaving Love Myself

Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.

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