The present is an eternal now.
ABRAHAM COWLEYNothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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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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To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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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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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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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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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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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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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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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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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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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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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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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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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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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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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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