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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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For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise, And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow Or weigh the light that in the east doth rise Or weigh the thought that from man's mind doth flow.
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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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But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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Rising glory occasions the greatest envy, as kindling fire the greatest smoke.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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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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Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
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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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Nothing under heaven so strongly doth allure the sense of man, and all his mind possess, as beauty's love.
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Sluggish idleness--the nurse of sin.
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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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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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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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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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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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My Love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
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