To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThere 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!
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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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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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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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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The monster London laugh at me.
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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