O but," quoth she, "great griefe will not be tould,
And can more easily be thought, then said."
"Right so"; quoth he, "but he, that never would,
Could never: will to might gives greatest aid."
"But grief," quoth she, "does great grow displaid,
If then it find not helpe, and breedes despaire."
"Despaire breedes not," quoth he, "where faith is staid."
"No faith so fast," quoth she, "but flesh does paire."
"Flesh may empaire," quoth he, "but reason can repaire.

Autor: Edmund Spenser

O but," quoth she, "great griefe will not be tould,<br /> And can more easily be thought, then said."<br /> "Right so"; quoth he, "but he, that never would,<br /> Could never: will to might gives greatest aid."<br /> "But grief," quoth she, "does great grow displaid,<br /> If then it find not helpe, and breedes despaire."<br /> "Despaire breedes not," quoth he, "where faith is staid."<br /> "No faith so fast," quoth she, "but flesh does paire."<br />"Flesh may empaire," quoth he, "but reason can repaire. - Edmund Spenser




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