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Unhappie Verse, the witnesse of my unhappie state, Make thy selfe fluttring wings of thy fast flying Thought

Edmund Spenser

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Edmund Spenser
Died: 1599
Died: January 13
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London
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Edmund Spencer
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Unhappiness
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Selfe
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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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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love's delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.
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O sacred hunger of ambitious minds.
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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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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Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,On Fames eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.
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Fly from wrath sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.
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Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.
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At last, the golden orientall gate Of greatest heaven gan to open fayre, And Phoebus, fresh as brydegrome to his mate, Came dauncing forth, shaking his dewie hayre And hurls his glistring beams through gloomy ayre.
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Change still doth reign, and keep the greater sway.
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Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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Greatest god below the sky.
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Each goodly thing is hardest to begin.
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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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Then came October, full of merry glee.
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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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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.
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Is not short paine well borne, that brings long ease,And layes the soul to sleepe in quiet grave?Sleepe after toyle, port after stormie seas,Ease after warre, death after life does greatly please.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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