He oft finds med'cine, who his griefe imparts; But double griefs afflict concealing harts, As raging flames who striveth to supresse.
Edmund SpenserWoe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
Edmund SpenserNo 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