Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
ABRAHAM COWLEYFor the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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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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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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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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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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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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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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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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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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There is some help for all the defects of fortune; for, if a man cannot attain to the length of his wishes, he may have his remedy by cutting of them shorter.
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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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