There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThere 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.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader’s ear to hear anything of praise from him.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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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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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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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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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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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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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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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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