I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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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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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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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!
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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The present is an eternal now.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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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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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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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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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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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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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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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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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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