The monster London laugh at me.
ABRAHAM COWLEYHappy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Till the whole stream, which stopped him, should be gone, That runs, and as it runs, for ever will run on.
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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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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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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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Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.
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It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader’s ear to hear anything of praise from him.
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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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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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