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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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Edmund Spencer
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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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This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state for misery doth bravest minds abate.
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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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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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For all that faire is, is by nature goodThat is a signe to know the gentle blood.
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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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For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.
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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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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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The nightingale is sovereign of song.
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Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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For next to Death is Sleepe to be compared Therefore his house is unto his annext: Here Sleepe, ther Richesse, and hel-gate them both betwext.
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Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
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Be bold, and everywhere be bold.
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All that in this world is great or gay, Doth, as a vapor, vanish and decay.
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Sluggish idleness--the nurse of sin.
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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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For of the soule the bodie forme doth take For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
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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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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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