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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.

Abraham Cowley

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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
Essayist
Playwright
Poet
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the City
Wish
Morrow
Fear
Belong
Business
Gods
Today
Treat
May
Treats
Sorrow
Stay
Banish
Least
Kindly

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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the Night.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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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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And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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