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• A gentle knight was pricking on the plaine. -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto i, St.
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• Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew, And her conception of the joyous Prime.
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book iii, Canto vi, St. 3...
• Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book iii, Canto vi, St. 6...
• Be bolde, Be bolde, and everywhere, Be bold. -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book iii, Canto xi, St.
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• A bold bad man. -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto i, St. 37
• And is there care in Heaven? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these Creatures bace?
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book ii, Canto viii, St. 1...
• Ay me, how many perils doe enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall!
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto viii, St. 1...
• That darksome cave they enter, where they find That cursed man, low sitting on the ground, Musing full sadly in his sullein mind.
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto ix, St. 35...
• Entire affection hateth nicer hands. -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto viii, St.
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