To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAll the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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