Seeds Quotes by Edmund Spenser

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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,…

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“All this world's glory seemeth vain to me, And all their shows but shadows, saving she.”

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The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

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Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing pine,the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry,…

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All flesh doth frailty breed!

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“The whiles some one did chaunt this louely lay; Ah see, who so faire thing doest faine to see, In springing flowre the image of thy day; Ah see the Virgin Rose, how sweetly shee Doth first peepe forth with bashfull modestee, That fairer seemes, the lesse ye see her may; Lo see soone after, how more bold and free…

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Fretting grief the enemy of life.

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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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In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

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Good is no good, but if it be spend, God giveth good for none other end.

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“There is nothing lost, but may be found, if sought. (No hay nada perdido, que no pueda encontrarse, si se lo busca)”

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“It is the mynd, that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happie, rich or poore: For some, that hath abundance at his will, Hath not enough, but wants in greatest store; And other, that hath litle, askes no more, But in that litle is both rich and wise. For wisedome is most riches; fooles therefore They are, which…

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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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