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.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBuild yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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The monster London laugh at me.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne’er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov’d and loving me.
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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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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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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In fields d’or or d’argent; but, if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in a field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms.”
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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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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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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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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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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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