Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
ABRAHAM COWLEYHis time’s forever, everywhere his place.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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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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The monster London laugh at me.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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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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