What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
ABRAHAM COWLEYNature 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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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 Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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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.
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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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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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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.
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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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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.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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