Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
ABRAHAM COWLEYUnbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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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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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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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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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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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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The present is an eternal now.
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There is some help for all the defects of fortune; for, if a man cannot attain to the length of his wishes, he may have his remedy by cutting of them shorter.
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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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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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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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