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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.

Abraham Cowley

All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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Bravery Delight Eye Several World
Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Conquer Death Over Poet Triumph
Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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Approach Being Enjoy Last Past Thankful Time
It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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Head Largeness Made Sleep Wight
Life is an incurable disease.
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Disease Incurable Life Success
I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
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Cloud Display Fate Fear Morrow Night Wish
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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Daphne Flee Harvey Passion Sanctuary Tree Tremble Violent
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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Cutting Defect Fortune Length Man Wish
There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Earth Fewer Friend King
Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Company Life Solitary Wretched
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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Covetousness Desire House Master Moderate Small Strong
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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Anyone Enjoy Nature Passion Science Still Virgin
Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Appreciation Blame Own Praise
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Betray Gem Jewel Lying Night Stone Unseen
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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Cheerful Rose Smile Temple Twine Wine
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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Apollo Daphne Harvey Leave Lover Stop Stopped Touch

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