Curs’d be that wretch (Death’s factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make.
ABRAHAM COWLEYTill the whole stream, which stopped him, should be gone, That runs, and as it runs, for ever will run on.
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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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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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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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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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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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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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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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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
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