A mighty pain to love it is, And ’tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.
ABRAHAM COWLEYAh! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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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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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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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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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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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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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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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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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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