Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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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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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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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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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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.
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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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Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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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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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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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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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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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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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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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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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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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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