I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
ABRAHAM COWLEYPlenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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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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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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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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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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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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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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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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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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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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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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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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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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