Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
ABRAHAM COWLEYThe spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
More Abraham Cowley Quotes
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep’rate friends.
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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Our yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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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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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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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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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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