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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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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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s a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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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, Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne'er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov'd and loving me.
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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
Abraham Cowley
Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep'rate friends.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
Abraham Cowley
Nay, in death's hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove's.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning's gentle wine! Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill 'Tis fill'd wherever thou dost tread, Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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Curs'd be that wretch (Death's factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man's left to epitomize!
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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The world's a scene of changes.
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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master's humble taleIn sounds that may prevailSounds that gentle thoughts inspire:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
Abraham Cowley
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, 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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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river's bank expecting stay, Till the whole stream, which stopped him, should be gone, That runs, and as it runs, for ever will run on.
Abraham Cowley
It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader's ear to hear anything of praise from him.
Abraham Cowley
Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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