Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
ABRAHAM COWLEYNothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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Our yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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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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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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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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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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