For sure a foole I doe him firmely hold,
That loves his fetters, though they were of gold.Edmund Spenser (c. 1552-1599) English poet
The Faerie Queene. Book 3, Canto 9, st. 8 (1589-96)
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For sure a foole I doe him firmely hold,
That loves his fetters, though they were of gold.Edmund Spenser (c. 1552-1599) English poet
The Faerie Queene. Book 3, Canto 9, st. 8 (1589-96)
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