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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true

Abraham Cowley

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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Ancient Field Guided Heraldry Noble Plough Reason
Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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Banish Belong Business God Morrow Sorrow
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Betray Gem Jewel Lying Night Stone Unseen
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
Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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Approach Being Enjoy Last Past Thankful Time
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Book Build Forget Nest World
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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Life might Nice Perhaps Tenet Wrong
Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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Bald Fortune Occasion Opportunity Past Slip
The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.
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Artful Figure Mixt Motion Slow Strait Swift Woven
And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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Best Care Catholic Great Now Religion Saint Triumphant
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
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
But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Agree Blunder Nature Woman
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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Cup Dost Ganymede Nature Self Thee Tread Upon Verdant Wait
When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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Daphne Flee Harvey Passion Sanctuary Tree Tremble Violent
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Come Doe Eternal Last Past Time

Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true

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