All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
ABRAHAM COWLEYIt was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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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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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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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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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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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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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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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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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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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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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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