Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
ABRAHAM COWLEYHappy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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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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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There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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The monster London laugh at me.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.
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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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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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The present is an eternal now.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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