Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhy dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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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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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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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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The monster London laugh at me.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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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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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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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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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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