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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.

Abraham Cowley

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
God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Cain City First Garden God Made
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
But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Agree Blunder Nature Woman
It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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Head Largeness Made Sleep Wight
I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
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Cloud Display Fate Fear Morrow Night Wish
Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Company Life Solitary Wretched
All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Act Appear Comedy Dull Noise World
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
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
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
When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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Almighty Bondage Country God Great Land Sea
Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Great Love Lukeawarmness Religion Sin
Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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Creature Drink Every Glass Man Moral Tell
Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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Compared Gentle Happiness Happy Insect Morning Self Wine
May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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Book Friend Garden House Large Small True

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