Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWater and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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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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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Life is an incurable disease.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
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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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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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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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In fields d’or or d’argent; but, if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in a field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms.”
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What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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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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