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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.

Abraham Cowley

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Come Doe Eternal Last Past Time
Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Book Business Death Entertain Light Night Sleep
Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Beget Brethren Debate Family Gold Hate War
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
Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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Aenea Bible Holy Incomparably More Mose Passage Poetic Yield
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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Art Fate Man Money Present Wise
Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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Bowl Drinking Eternal Fill Glass Man Nature Round Sober
The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Door Getting Greatest Journey Part
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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Build Fruit Ground m Strategy Plantest Under
And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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Best Care Catholic Great Now Religion Saint Triumphant
Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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Bald Fortune Occasion Opportunity Past Slip
Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Best Book Come Friend Leading
Our yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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Doe Draw Gone Morrow New Store Yesterday Yield
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
Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Conquer Death Over Poet Triumph
As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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Comprehend Doctor Honor Lying Much Sight Whatsoever

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