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Gold begets in brethren hate Gold in families debate Gold does friendship separate Gold does civil wars create.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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But what is woman? Only one of nature's agreeable blunders.
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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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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.
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep'rate friends.
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I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them I have lived today.
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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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The present is an eternal now.
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His time's forever, everywhere his place.
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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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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.
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