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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.

Abraham Cowley

Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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Aenea Bible Holy Incomparably More Mose Passage Poetic Yield
Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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Creature Drink Every Glass Man Moral Tell
Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Cheating Fortune Hope Hundred Prize
And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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Best Care Catholic Great Now Religion Saint Triumphant
His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Everywhere Forever Place Time
Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Conquer Death Over Poet Triumph
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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Cheerful Rose Smile Temple Twine Wine
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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Delightful Flee From Guardian Moderate Since Wise
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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Artful Figure Mixt Motion Slow Strait Swift Woven
To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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City Husbandman Man Philosopher Retreat World
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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Daphne Flee Harvey Passion Sanctuary Tree Tremble Violent
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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Angel Book Descend Few Friend Garden Grave House Small Wise
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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Fear Kindly Least Life Love May might Pain Treat
Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Fading Race Running Space Twice
Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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Approach Being Enjoy Last Past Thankful Time
Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Curiosity Devotion Doe Less Pilgrim

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