Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
ABRAHAM COWLEYLukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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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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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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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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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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