“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
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhat shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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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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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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The monster London laugh at me.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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