Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAh, 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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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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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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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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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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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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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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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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