Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhy 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.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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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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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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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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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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Coy Nature, (which remain’d, though aged grown, A beauteous virgin still, enjoy’d by none, Nor seen unveil’d by anyone),
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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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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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