All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
ABRAHAM COWLEYFill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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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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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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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Curs’d be that wretch (Death’s factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make.
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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The monster London laugh at me.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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