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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
Essayist
Playwright
Poet
Prosaist
the City
Journey
Greatest
Getting
Part
Doors

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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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Thus would I double my life's fading spaceFor he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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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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To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city to be a philosopher, from the world or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man's, into the world, as it is God's.
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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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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
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Gold begets in brethren hate Gold in families debate Gold does friendship separate Gold does civil wars create.
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There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Hope! fortune's cheating lottery when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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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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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can sep'rate friends.
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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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God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
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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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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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