Abraham Cowley

All the world's bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.

— Abraham Cowley

The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of…

— Abraham Cowley

The monster London laugh at me.

— Abraham Cowley

His time's forever, everywhere his place.

— Abraham Cowley

I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a…

— Abraham Cowley

The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that…

— Abraham Cowley

Nothing is to come, and nothing past: But an eternal now, does always last.

— Abraham Cowley

"We may talk what we please," he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, "of lilies, and lions rampant,…

— Abraham Cowley

Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the…

— Abraham Cowley

Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.

— Abraham Cowley

Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.

— Abraham Cowley

Poets by Death are conquer'd but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.

— Abraham Cowley

s a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.

— Abraham Cowley

May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.

— Abraham Cowley

Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country…

— Abraham Cowley

Curs'd be that wretch (Death's factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only…

— Abraham Cowley

His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.

— Abraham Cowley

“A mighty pain to love it is, And 't is a pain that pain to miss; But of all pains, the greatest…

— Abraham Cowley

Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.

— Abraham Cowley

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,…

— Abraham Cowley

Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master's humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire:Though so exalted sheAnd I…

— Abraham Cowley

Man is too near all kinds of beasts,--a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile,…

— Abraham Cowley

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.

— Abraham Cowley

Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.

— Abraham Cowley

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,…

— Abraham Cowley