Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
ABRAHAM COWLEYIn 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.”
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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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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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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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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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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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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