His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
ABRAHAM COWLEYCurs’d be that wretch (Death’s factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make.
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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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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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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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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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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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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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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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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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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“We may talk what we please,” he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, “of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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