Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
ABRAHAM COWLEYWhen Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.
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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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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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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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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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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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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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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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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