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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.

Edmund Spenser

From good to bad, and from bad to worse, From worse unto that is worst of all, And then return to his former fall.
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Bad Fall Goodness Himself Return Worst
For that which all men then did virtue call, Is now called vice; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight virtue, and so used of all: Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right.
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Call Man Myself Right Virtue Wrong
Sluggish idleness–the nurse of sin.
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Freedom Sin Wasted Time
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
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Fall Stars Strike Touch
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.
EDMUND SPENSER

Action Brave Care Deserve Excellence Freedom Goodness Praise Virtue Willing
But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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Herself Justice Right Truth Win
For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
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Action Death Live Man Thinking Wisdom Word
Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.
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Freedom Gold
The man whom nature’s self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Herself Imitation Man Nature Truth
All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Blissful Delight Garden Growth Happiness Immortal
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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Hard Horse Old Teaching
A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
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Body Easy Gold Heart Man Mindset World
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
And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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Happiness Pain Pleasure
Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.
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Breathe Fair Light Play Soft Spirit Sweet
Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
EDMUND SPENSER

Fashion Law Manner Right Rule Simplicity

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowers That in the forest grew.

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