Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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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Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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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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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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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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The monster London laugh at me.
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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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Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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The present is an eternal now.
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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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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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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