Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe present is an eternal now.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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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The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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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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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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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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