God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
ABRAHAM COWLEYFill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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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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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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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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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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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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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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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.
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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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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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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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Life is an incurable disease.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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