Quote#Wisdom
No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd
Quote byEdmund Spenser · 1552–1599
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Book II, Canto 6, stanza 12.
English (original)
No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.
— Edmund Spenser
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I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.
I hate the day, because it lendeth light To see all things, but not my love to see.
I trow that countenance cannot lie, Whose thoughts are legible in the eie.
So love is Lord of all the world by right.
Death slue not him, but he made death his ladder to the skies.
Uncouthe, unkiste, sayde the olde famous poete Chaucer.