Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBooks should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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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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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.
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A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.
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When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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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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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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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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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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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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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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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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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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