Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe monster London laugh at me.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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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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“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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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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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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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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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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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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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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