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

Edmund Spenser

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
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
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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Flower Growth Herself Sweet
So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
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Grace Profit Rule
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
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
Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought.
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Fly Happiness Thinking Wings
In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
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Burn Cruelty Death Hate Heart Oneself Revenge Treason
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
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Best Contentment Mindset Noble One Liner
Man’s wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Evening Fade Fresh Man Morning Taste
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
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
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy
But O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels, he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
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Creature Enemy God Grace Love Man Mercy Service Wickedness
For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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Eyes Joy Missing Night
Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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Love Sweet Time

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

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