Quotes from The Faerie Queene — Edmund Spenser
1550–1599 England
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Ill can he rule the great, that cannot reach the small.
And all for love, and nothing for reward.
Roses red and violets blew,
And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.
Ay me, how many perils doe enfold
The righteous man, to make him daily fall!
The noblest mind the best contentment has.
But Justice, though her dome [doom] she doe prolong,
Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
A monster, which the Blatant beast men call,
A dreadfull feend of gods and men ydrad.
For all that Nature by her mother-wit
Could frame in earth.
How oft do they their silver bowers leave
To come to succour us that succour want!
Fierce warres and faithfull loves shall moralize my song.
A bold bad man, that dar'd to call by name
Great Gorgon, Prince of darknesse and dead night.
Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew,
And her conception of the joyous Prime.
Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound.
Through thicke and thin, both over banke and bush
In hope her to attaine by hooke or crooke.
Who will not mercie unto others show,
How can he mercy ever hope to have?
A Gentle Knight was pricking on the plaine.
But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad;
Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.
Attribution
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