Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
ABRAHAM COWLEYSleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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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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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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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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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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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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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
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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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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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