And thus of all my harvest-hope I have Nought reaped but a weedye crop of care. Edmund Spenser More Quotes by Edmund Spenser More Quotes From Edmund Spenser Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time. Edmund Spenser romantic-love flower time In vain he seeketh others to suppress, Who hath not learn'd himself first to subdue. Edmund Spenser temper vain firsts 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. Edmund Spenser tides may fall But times do change and move continually. Edmund Spenser change moving Such is the power of love in gentle mind, Edmund Spenser power-of-love kind mind Who will not mercy unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have? Edmund Spenser having-hope mercy hope Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies. Edmund Spenser succeed men heaven I was promised on a time Edmund Spenser rhyme rhyming reason 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. Edmund Spenser simple law people So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule. Edmund Spenser gracious doctrine example Sweet is the rose, but grows upon a brere; Edmund Spenser growing-up nuts sweet She bathed with roses red, Edmund Spenser red flower rose Thankfulness is the tune of angels. Edmund Spenser gratitude thankfulness angel So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Edmund Spenser taught god love-is Sluggish idleness--the nurse of sin. Edmund Spenser sluggish sin nurse For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought. Edmund Spenser found lost may All for love, and nothing for reward. Edmund Spenser falling-in-love love-you love Be bold, and everywhere be bold. Edmund Spenser For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay. Edmund Spenser wise running men Why then should witless man so much misweene Edmund Spenser should men
