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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
Edmund Spenser
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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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Edmund Spencer
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What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie, And to be lord of all the workes of Nature, To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie, To feed on flowres and weeds of glorious feature.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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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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Change still doth reign, and keep the greater sway.
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And thus of all my harvest-hope I have Nought reaped but a weedye crop of care.
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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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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Full many mischiefs follow cruel wrath Abhorred bloodshed and tumultuous strife Unmanly murder and unthrifty scath, Bitter despite, with rancor's rusty knife And fretting grief the enemy of life All these and many evils more, haunt ire.
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For if good were not praised more than ill, None would chuse goodness of his own free will.
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She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.
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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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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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