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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame

Abraham Cowley

The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Door Getting Greatest Journey Part
Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Company Life Solitary Wretched
To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
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Least May Our Sorrow Treat Wish
Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Best Book Come Friend Leading
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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Life might Nice Perhaps Tenet Wrong
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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Delightful Flee From Guardian Moderate Since Wise
This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Change Constant Nature Scene
The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Fate Giving Money Present Ready
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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Age Come Known Own Reputation
Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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Charm Fable Fiction Lying Teach Truth Unbind
The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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Consist Country Law Man Themselves
Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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Acquaintance Choice Depend Friendship Number
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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Angel Book Descend Few Friend Garden Grave House Small Wise
Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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Art Dost Heap Left Lying Man Wealth Worse
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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Anyone Enjoy Nature Passion Science Still Virgin
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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Apollo Daphne Harvey Leave Lover Stop Stopped Touch

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