Abraham Cowley ( 10 of 23 )
Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past,
And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last.
Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past,
And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last.
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
Happy insect! what can be
In happiness compared to thee?
Fed with nourishment divine,
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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.
Nothing in Nature's sober found,
But an eternal Health goes round.
Fill up the Bowl then, fill read more
Nothing in Nature's sober found,
But an eternal Health goes round.
Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high--
Fill all the Glasses there; for why
Should every Creature Drink but I?
Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck read more
The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck in the Earth and are
With constant Drinking fresh and fair.
Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, read more
Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, if we our wealth obey; The horse doth with the horseman away.
Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise
Up between two eternities!
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise
Up between two eternities!
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?
What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?
