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Edward Fairfax Quotes

1580–1635 England

Edward Fairfax (1580? – 27 January 1635) was an English translator.

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Under [his] feet, subjected to his grace,
Sit nature, fortune, motion, time and place.

They make their fortune who are stout and wise,
Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Aurora bright her crystal gates unbarred,
And bridegroom-like forth stept the glorious sun.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

The rosy-fingered morn with gladsome ray
Rose to her task from old Tithonus' lap.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Jealousy is Cupid's food;
For the swift steed runs not so fast alone,
As when some strain, some strive him to outgone.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Each ornament about her seemly lies,
By curious chance, or careless art composed.

Godfrey of Bullogne (1600)

My mind, Time's enemy, Oblivion's foe,
Disposer true of each noteworthy thing.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

The brazen trump of iron-winged fame,
That mingleth faithful troth with forged lies.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Chance in uncertain, fortune double faced

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Two inward vultures, Sorrow and Disdain.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

O poverty, chief of the heavenly brood.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

High state, the bed is where misfortune lies,
Mars most unfriendly, when most kind he seems,
Who climbeth high, on earth he hardest lights,
And lowest falls attend the highest flights.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Cupid's deep rivers have their shallow fords,
His griefs, bring joys; his losses, recompenses;
He breeds the sore, and cures us of the pain:
Achilles' lance that wounds and heals again.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Out of the hierarchies of angels sheen
The gentle Gabriel called he from the rest,
'Twixt God and souls of men that righteous been
Ambassador is he, forever blest,
The just commands of Heaven's Eternal King,
'Twixt skies and earth, he up and down doth bring.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

A narrow room our glory vain upties,
A little circle doth our pride contain,
Earth like an isle amid the water lies,
Which sea sometime is called, sometime the main,
Yet naught therein responds a name so great,
It's but a lake, a pond, a marish strait.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Edward Fairfax (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.