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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.

Edmund Spenser

All love is sweet Given or returned And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Love Sweet Voice
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain
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
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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End God Goodness
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
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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Fall Lost Oneself Place
How many perils doe enfold The righteous man to make him daily fall.
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Adversity Fall Flower Right
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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Attraction Comfortable Eyes Grace Kind Sweet Thinking
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Action Bad Evil Home Word
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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Advice Lost Philosophy
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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Myself Promise Reason Season Time
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

All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.

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