Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
ABRAHAM COWLEY- I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBooks should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
ABRAHAM COWLEYGold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhat shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
ABRAHAM COWLEYBut what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
ABRAHAM COWLEYGod the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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The 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.
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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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
ABRAHAM COWLEYMay I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
ABRAHAM COWLEYAll this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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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.
ABRAHAM COWLEYIt 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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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
ABRAHAM COWLEYNeither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Our yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
ABRAHAM COWLEYOur yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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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.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThere 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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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
ABRAHAM COWLEYMuch will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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