The present is an eternal now.
ABRAHAM COWLEY“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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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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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!
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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 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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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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