Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe monster London laugh at me.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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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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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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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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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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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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Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne’er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov’d and loving me.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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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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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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