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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.

Abraham Cowley

To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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City Husbandman Man Philosopher Retreat World
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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Few Foolishness People Solitude Vanity
Till the whole stream, which stopped him, should be gone, That runs, and as it runs, for ever will run on.
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Ever Gone Run Stream Whole Will
For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Home Larger Prison Room World
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Believe Hope Hopeless Thing
Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Doubt. Time Enough Giving Life
Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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Discover Less Lover Mute Silent Thyself
The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Door Getting Greatest Journey Part
Curs’d be that wretch (Death’s factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make.
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Art Fate Man Money Present Wise
The world’s a scene of changes.
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Change Nature Scene World
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Book Build Forget Nest World
Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Friend Plenty Separate Want Well
Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
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Beast Crocodile Dissembling Dog Fawning Man Roaring Robbing Thieving
Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Conquer Death Over Poet Triumph
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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Apollo Daphne Harvey Leave Lover Stop Stopped Touch
The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Blame Excuse Made Nap Shame Sleep Strove Sunflow Thinking

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