Edmund Spenser Quotes
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For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn'd himself first to subdue.
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The noblest mind the best contentment has
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All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.
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And painefull pleasure turnes to pleasing paine.
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Laws ought to be fashioned unto the manners and conditions of the people whom they are meant to benefit, and not imposed upon them according to the simple rule of right.
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A Gentle Knight was pricking on the plaine.
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Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate
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Vain-glorious man, when fluttering wind does blow In his light wing's, is lifted up to sky; The scorn of-knighthood and true chivalry. To think, without desert of gentle deed And noble worth, to be advanced high, Such praise is shame, but honour, virtue's meed, Doth bear the fairest flower in honourable seed.
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For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
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One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide and made my pains his prey. Vain man (said she) that dost in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalise; For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wipèd out likewise. Not so (quod I); let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live by fame; My verse your virtues rare shall eternise, And in the heavens write your glorious name: Where, when as Death shall all the world subdue, Our love shall live, and later life renew.
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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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For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.
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Then came October, full of merry glee.
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Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.
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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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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
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There is no disputing about taste.
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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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Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed sourse,And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse.
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What man that sees the ever-whirling wheel Of Change, the which all mortal things doth sway.
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For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate's decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.
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The paynefull smith, with force of fervent heat, The hardest yron soone doth mollify, That with his heavy sledge he can it beat, And fashion it to what he it list apply.
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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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Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.
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The poets scrolls will outlive the monuments of stone. Genius survives; all else is claimed by death.
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Ah when will this long weary day have end, And lend me leave to come unto my love? How slowly do the hours their numbers spend! How slowly does sad Time his feathers move!
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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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All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid
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Who would ever care to do brave deed, Or strive in virtue others to excel, If none should yield him his deserved meed Due praise, that is the spur of doing well? For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.
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