Gather therefore the Rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the Rose of love, whilst yet is time.
Interpretation
Enjoy love and beauty while it lasts, as time will eventually diminish it.
This quote by Edmund Spenser emphasizes the fleeting nature of love and beauty, encouraging individuals to cherish and embrace them before they fade away. It serves as a reminder that life is temporary, and moments of passion and joy should be savored while they are still present.
In practice
This quote would be perfect for a wedding toast, highlighting how precious love is.
But O the exceeding grace_x000D_ Of highest God, that loves his creatures so,_x000D_ And all his works with mercy doth embrace,_x000D_ That blessed angels, he sends to and fro,_x000D_ To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
The noblest mind the best contentment has
What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ; Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.
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.
I hate the day, because it lendeth light_x000D_ _x000D_ To see all things, but not my love to see.
For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; _x000D_ For the soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.
A city becomes a world when one loves one of its inhabitants.
What was said to the rose that made it open, was said to me, here in my chest.
When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me hard, as if clinging could save us. I think you think I will never die, I think I exude to you the permanence of smoke or stars, even as my broken arms heal themselves around you.
We cannot fight for love, as men may do; we shou'd be woo'd, and were not made to woo
I was thinking that I should be content to kiss him until the break of day. Bertrand ran out of kisses too soon; desire made them superfluous in his eyes. They were only a stage on the road to pleasure, not something inexhaustible and self-sufficient, as Luc had revealed them to me.
People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.
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