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Abraham Cowley

The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Fate Giving Money Present Ready
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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Disparagement Hard Heart Man Nice Speak Subject
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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Cutting Defect Fortune Length Man Wish
Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Active Arose Chose Fall Fame Moon Music Tenor
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Book Build Forget Nest World
The present is an eternal now.
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Eternal Now Present
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Betray Gem Jewel Lying Night Stone Unseen
Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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Charm Fable Fiction Lying Teach Truth Unbind
The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.
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Artful Figure Mixt Motion Slow Strait Swift Woven
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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Apollo Daphne Harvey Leave Lover Stop Stopped Touch
Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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Always Desire Much Want
Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Conquer Death Over Poet Triumph
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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City Husbandman Man Philosopher Retreat World
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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Cloud Display Fate Fear Morrow Night Wish
All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Act Appear Comedy Dull Noise World
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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Ever Gone Run Stream Whole Will

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