Edmund Spenser

It is an honourable thing to be merciful to the vanquished.

It is an honourable thing to be merciful to the vanquished.

And through the hall there walked to and fro
A jolly yeoman, marshall of the same,
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And through the hall there walked to and fro
A jolly yeoman, marshall of the same,
Whose name was Appetite; he did bestow
Both guestes and meate, whenever in they came,
And knew them how to order without blame.

Entire affection hateth nicer hands.

Entire affection hateth nicer hands.

And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore,
The deare remembrance of his dying Lord,
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And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore,
The deare remembrance of his dying Lord,
For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore.

Like as a feareful partridge, that is fledd
From the sharpe hauke which her attacked neare,
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Like as a feareful partridge, that is fledd
From the sharpe hauke which her attacked neare,
And falls to ground to seeke for succor theare,
Whereas the hungry spaniells she does spye,
With greedy jawes her ready for to teare.