Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBuild yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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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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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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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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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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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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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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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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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 Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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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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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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