Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
ABRAHAM COWLEYI 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.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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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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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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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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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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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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