Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
ABRAHAM COWLEYOur yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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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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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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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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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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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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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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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