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A mighty pain to love it is, And 't is a pain that pain to miss; But of all pains, the greatest pain It is to love, but love in vain.Abraham Cowley
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.Abraham Cowley
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?Abraham Cowley
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The world's a scene of changes and to be constant in nature is inconstancy.Abraham Cowley
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This only grant me that my means may lie too low for envy for contempt too high.Abraham Cowley
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Acquaintance I would have but when it depends not on the number but the choice of friends.Abraham Cowley
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God the first garden made and the first city Cain.Abraham Cowley
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Gold begets in brethren hate Gold in families debate Gold does friendship separate Gold does civil wars create.Abraham Cowley
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A mighty pain to love it is and 'tis a pain that pain to miss but of all pains the greatest pain it is to love but love in vain.Abraham Cowley
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Hope! of all ills that men endure The only cheap and universal cure.Abraham Cowley
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Hope! Of all the ills that men endure the only cheap and universal cure.Abraham Cowley
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Words that weep and tears that speak.Abraham Cowley
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The present is an eternal now.Abraham Cowley
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.Abraham Cowley
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Enjoy the present hour Be thankful for the past And neither fear nor wish Th' approaches of the last.Abraham Cowley
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But what is woman? Only one of nature's agreeable blunders.Abraham Cowley
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Words that weep and tears that speak.Abraham Cowley
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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.Abraham Cowley