But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
ABRAHAM COWLEYNothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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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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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!
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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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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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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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