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Then can I drown an eye (unused to flow) For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night, And weep afresh love’s long since cancelled woe, And moan th’expense of many a vanished sight, Then can I grieve at grievances forgone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan

William Shakespeare

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Yet she this rashness suddenly repented, And turned aside and to herself lamented, As if her name and honour had been wronged, By being possessed of him for whom she longed

Christopher Marlowe

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Or as the earth, even in cold winter days, Left for a time by her life-giving sun, Doth by the power remaining of his rays Produce some green, though not as it hath done

Walter Ralegh

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The Puritan Severus oft doth read This text that doth pronounce vain speech a sin, That thing defiles a man that doth proceed From out the mouth, not that which enters in; Hence is it that we seldom hear him swear, And thereof like a Pharisee he vaunts, But her devours more capons in a year Than would suffice a hundred Protestants; And sooth, those sectaries are gluttons all, As well the threadbare cobbler as the knight; For those poor slaves which have not wherewithal Feed on the rich till they devour them quite

John Davies

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Two suns at once from one fair heaven there shined, Ten branches from two boughs tipped all with roses, Pure locks more golden than is gold refined, Two pearled rows that nature’s pride encloses

Thomas Lodge

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In a grove most rich of shade, Where birds wanton music made, May then young his pied weeds showing, New perfumed with flowers fresh growing, Astrophil with Stella sweet Did for mutual comfort meet

Philip Sidney

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See where she sits upon the grassie greene, (O seemly sight) Ycald in Scarlot like a mayden Queene, And Ermines white. Upon her head a Cremosin coronet, With Damaske roses and Daffadillies set: Bayleaves between, And Primroses greene Embellish the sweete Violet

Edmund Spenser

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In my mind no man was ever banished more rightfully than was Ovid, at least wise if he was banished for writing The Craft of Love. For other[s] write wonton and naughty ballads, but this worshipful artificer must make rules in God’s name and precepts of his unthriftiness, a schoolmaster of bawdry and a common corrupter of virtue

Juan Luis Vives

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A good continued speech without a good speech of interlocution showeth slowness; and a good reply or second speech without a good set speech showeth shallowness and weakness, as we see in beasts that those that are weakest in the course are yet nimblest in the turn

Francis Bacon

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…but sitting still he beckoned us to come and sit by him, which we performed. And being set he made all signs of joy and welcome, striking on his head and his breast and afterwards on ours to show we were all one, smiling and making show the best he could of all love and familiarity

Richard Hakluyt

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You shall do very well to use your verse after the English phrase, and not after the manner of other languages

George Gascoigne

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Yet, forsooth, I took every conscious pain As much as I could to make it broad and plain, Keeping nothing Southern, just our own tongue And speaking as I learned when I was young

Gavin Douglas

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Their slanderous tongues are so short, and the time wherein they have lavished out their words freely hath been so long, that they know we cannot catch hold of them to pull them out and they think we will not write to reprove their lying lips, which conceits have already made them cocks and would (should they not be cravened) make themselves among themselves be thought to be of the game

Jane Anger

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For falsehood now doth flow And subjects’ faith doth ebb, Which should not be if reason ruled Or wisdom weaved the web

Elizabeth Tudor

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You do not know the love I bear to you, You suspect that other love transports me, You think my words be but wind, You paint my very heart as it were of wax, You imagine me a woman without judgment. All that increases my burning

Mary Stuart

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There be some do say, that I deny the Eucharist or sacrament of thanksgiving, but those people so untruly report of me. For I both say and believe it, that if it were ordered like as Christ instituted it and left it, a most singular comfort it were unto us all. But as concerning your Mass, as it is now and used in our days, I do say and believe it to be the most abominable idol that is in the world. For my God will not be eaten with teeth, neither yet dieth he again. And upon these words, that I have spoken, will I suffer death

Anne Askew