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Coy Nature, (which remain’d, though aged grown, A beauteous virgin still, enjoy’d by none, Nor seen unveil’d by anyone),

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To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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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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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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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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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Coy Nature, (which remain’d, though aged grown, A beauteous virgin still, enjoy’d by none, Nor seen unveil’d by anyone),
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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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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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The present is an eternal now.
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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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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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