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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.

Abraham Cowley

Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Beget Brethren Debate Family Gold Hate War
This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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Contempt Envy Grant High Lying Mean
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Believe Hope Hopeless Thing
Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.
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Beast Crocodile Dissembling Dog Fawning Man Roaring Robbing Thieving
Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
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Few Foolishness People Solitude Vanity
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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Age Come Known Own Reputation
To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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City Husbandman Man Philosopher Retreat World
Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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Cottage Country Humble Meanest Palace Proud Scorn Sleep
Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Cheating Fortune Hope Hundred Prize
There is some help for all the defects of fortune; for, if a man cannot attain to the length of his wishes, he may have his remedy by cutting of them shorter.
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Cutting Defect Fortune Length Man Wish
For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Home Larger Prison Room World
Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Fading Race Running Space Twice
All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Act Appear Comedy Dull Noise World
It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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Head Largeness Made Sleep Wight
There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!
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Apollo Daphne Harvey Leave Lover Stop Stopped Touch
The monster London laugh at me.
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Laugh Laughing London Monster

To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.

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