Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe present is an eternal now.
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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 is an incurable disease.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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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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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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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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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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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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