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!
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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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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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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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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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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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!
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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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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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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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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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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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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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Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
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