Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBoth wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne’er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov’d and loving me.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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The monster London laugh at me.
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“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Coy Nature, (which remain’d, though aged grown, A beauteous virgin still, enjoy’d by none, Nor seen unveil’d by anyone),
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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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The present is an eternal now.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
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A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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In fields d’or or d’argent; but, if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in a field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms.”
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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!
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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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