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Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,On Fames eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
England
Edmund Spencer
Chaucer
English
Fame
Wells
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What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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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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Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.
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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn'd himself first to subdue.
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For all that faire is, is by nature goodThat is a signe to know the gentle blood.
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Death is an equall doome To good and bad, the common In of rest.
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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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So Orpheus did for his owne bride, So I unto my selfe alone will sing, The woods shall to me answer and my Eccho ring.
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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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