Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
ABRAHAM COWLEYGod the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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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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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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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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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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Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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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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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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