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The present is an eternal now.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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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.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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To-day is ours what do we fear? To-day is ours we have it here. Let's treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay. Let's banish business, banish sorrow To the gods belong to-morrow.
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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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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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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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All this world's noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Nothing in Nature's sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high-- Fill all the Glasses there for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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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, 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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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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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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the Night.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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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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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Thus would I double my life's fading spaceFor he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou 'rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain'd to die? 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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