Abraham Cowley Quotes

Hope, of all Ills that men endure, The only cheap and Universal Cure! Thou Captives freedom, and Thou sick Mans Health! Thou Losers Victo’ry, and thou Beggars wealth! Thou Manna, which from Heav’n we eat, To every Tast a several Meat! Thou strong Retreat! thou sure entail’d Estate, Which nought has power to alienate! Thou […]

Hope, Fortunes cheating Lottery! Where for one prize an hundred blanks there be ; Fond Archer, Hope, who tak’st thy aim so far, That still or short, or wide thine arrows are !

Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.

This only grant me, that my means may lie too low for envy, for contempt too high.

The world’s a scene of changes, and to be Constant, in Nature were inconstancy.

Poverty wants some things, luxury many, avarice all things.

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.

Fill all the glasses there, for why, Should every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why?

We may talk as we please of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles in fields of d’or or d’argent, but if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in the field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms.