Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe present is all the ready money Fate can give.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader’s ear to hear anything of praise from him.
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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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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 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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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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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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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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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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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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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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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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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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