198 Quotes by Edmund Spenser

Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.

But angels come to lead frail minds to rest in chaste desires, on heavenly beauty bound. You frame my thoughts, and fashion me within; you stop my tongue, and teach my heart to speak.

Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.

Where justice grows, there grows eke greater grace.

The gentle mind by gentle deeds is known, For a man by nothing is so well betrayed As by his manners.

Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.

Fresh spring the herald of love's mighty king.

I trow that countenance cannot lie,Whose thoughts are legible in the eie.

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion