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Abraham Cowley

Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
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Beast Crocodile Dissembling Dog Fawning Man Roaring Robbing Thieving
I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.
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Covetousness Desire House Master Moderate Small Strong
Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Fading Race Running Space Twice
What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!
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Brave Envied Fee Paying Receiving Solitude
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Book Build Forget Nest World
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
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
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
To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Active Brisk Gave Grave Moon Quick Saturn Sore
Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Ape Beauty Country Fantastic Shape Shapes Wild
Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Company Life Solitary Wretched
Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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Hand Jove Prove Stone Strong Thunder
Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Appreciation Blame Own Praise
The monster London laugh at me.
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Laugh Laughing London Monster
The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.
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Artful Figure Mixt Motion Slow Strait Swift Woven
Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Best Book Come Friend Leading

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