To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhy to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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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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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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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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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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Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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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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