“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
ABRAHAM COWLEYDoes not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader’s ear to hear anything of praise from him.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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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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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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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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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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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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