Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
ABRAHAM COWLEY- 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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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.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
ABRAHAM COWLEYCuriosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAcquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
ABRAHAM COWLEYOf all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
ABRAHAM COWLEYNothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
ABRAHAM COWLEYUnbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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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.”
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.”
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
ABRAHAM COWLEYHope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAs for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBooks should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
ABRAHAM COWLEYAwake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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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.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAnd 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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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
ABRAHAM COWLEYGold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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