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Waking love suffereth no sleepe: Say, that raging love dothe appall the weake stomacke: Say, that lamenting love marreth the musicall.
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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Love
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Lamenting
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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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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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The man whom nature's self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
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Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?
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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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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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The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
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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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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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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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Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn'd himself first to subdue.
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Man's wretched state, That floures so fresh at morne, and fades at evening late.
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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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Ill seemes (sayd he) if he so valiant be, That he should be so sterne to stranger wight For seldom yet did living creature see That courtesie and manhood ever disagree.
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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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For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.
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Bright as does the morning star appear, Out of the east with flaming locks bedight, To tell the dawning day is drawing near.
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