“But as it falleth, in the gentlest hearts Imperious love hath highest set his throne, And tyrannizeth in the bitter smarts Of them, that to him buxom are and prone.” HeartHighestSmartBitterThrones Author:Edmund Spenser
“In youth, before I waxe' d old, The blind boy,Venus' baby, For want of cunning made me bold, In bitter hive to grope for honey.” WantMadeBoysYouthBabyBlindBitterHoneyCunningVenusHives Author:Edmund Spenser
“Full many mischiefs follow cruel wrath; Abhorred bloodshed and tumultuous strife Unmanly murder and unthrifty scath, Bitter despite, with rancor's rusty knife; And fretting grief the enemy of life; All these and many evils more, haunt ire.” EvilGriefEnemyAngerMurderDespiteBitterKnivesStrifeWrathMischiefBloodshedFrettingRancor Book:Books I and II of the Faerie queene: the mutability cantos, and selections from the minor poetry Source: Books I and II of the Faerie queene: the mutability cantos, and selections from the minor poetry
“Sweet is the rose, but grows upon a brere; Sweet is the juniper, but sharp his bough; Sweet is the eglantine, but stiketh nere; Sweet is the firbloome, but its braunches rough; Sweet is the cypress, but its rynd is tough; Sweet is the nut, but bitter is his pill; Sweet is the broome-flowre, but yet sowre enough; And sweet is moly, but his root is ill.” EnoughGrowsGrowing UpSweetToughRootsRoseIllBitterRoughNutsPillsCypresses Author:Edmund Spenser
“Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.” WarWaitingThousandSightFruitBitterWrathFury Author:Edmund Spenser
“Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing pine,the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry, The builder oak, sole king of forests all, The aspin good for staves, the cypress funeral, The laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage, the fir that weepest still, The yew obedient to the bender's will, The birch for shafts, the sallow for the mill, The myrrh sweet-bleeding in the bitter wound, The warlike beech, the ash for nothing ill, The fruitful olive, and the platane round, The carver holm, the maple seldom inward sound.” StillsSoundTreePoetSweetProudKingsPraiseRoundsIllWoundsForestsBitterDryTallFuneralSoleAshesInwardSailingSageBleedingObedientOaksMillsPropsConquerorVinesBuilderOlivesLaurelsMapleCedarsCypressesCarverTall TreesYew Author:Edmund Spenser
