When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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Curs’d be that wretch (Death’s factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make.
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Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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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.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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The monster London laugh at me.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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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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The present is an eternal now.
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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 present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty’s handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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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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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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