How over that same door was likewise writ, Be bold, be bold, and everywhere be bold,
Edmund Spenser (1552 - 1599)
Source: The Faerie Queene, 1590
Contributed by: Zaady
Another iron door, on which was writ, Be not too bold.
Gather therefore the Rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the Rose of love, whilst yet is time.
Beauty is the bait which with delight allures man to enlarge his kind.
Source: Hymn of Beauty
For of the soul the body form doth take: For soul is form, and and doth the body make.
Roses red, and violets blue, And all the sweetest flowers, that in the forest grew.
But times do change and move continually.
Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.
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.
Source: The Ruines of Time, 1591
What more felicity can fall to creature, Than to enjoy delight with liberty.
Source: Fate of the Butterfly, 1591
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