In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.
Edmund SpenserHe oft finds med'cine, who his griefe imparts; But double griefs afflict concealing harts, As raging flames who striveth to supresse.
Edmund SpenserFor deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.
Edmund Spenser