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.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe monster London laugh at me.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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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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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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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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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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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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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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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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The monster London laugh at me.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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