All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
ABRAHAM COWLEYSolitude 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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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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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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
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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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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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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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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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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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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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