Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWho that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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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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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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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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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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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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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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To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
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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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Both 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.
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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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