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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
Abraham Cowley
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Abraham Cowley
Age: 49 †
Born: 1618
Born: January 1
Died: 1667
Died: July 28
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Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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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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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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Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
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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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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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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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Why to mute fish should'st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Our yesterday's to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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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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The world's a scene of changes.
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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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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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The present is an eternal now.
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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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Life is an incurable disease.
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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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