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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the Night.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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Hope! fortune's cheating lottery when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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