Aye me how many perils do enfold
The righteous man to make him daily fall
Were not that heavenly grace doth him uphold
And steadfast truth acquite him out of all.
Edmund Spenser
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Yet gold all is not that doth gold seem
Nor all good knights that shake well spear and shield
The worth of all men by their end esteem
And then praise or due reproach them yield.
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