Abraham Cowley quotes

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Nothing in Nature's sober found,
But an eternal health goes round.
The thirsty earth soaks up the rain,
And drinks, and gapes for drink again.
Even Lust the Master of a hardned Face,
Blushes if thou beest in the place,
'Tis not such lines as almost crack the stage
When Bajazet begins to rage;
In a true piece of Wit all things must be,
Yet all things there agree,
Thy spotless Muse, like Mary, did contain
The boundless Godhead; she did well disdain
Pardon, my Mother Church, if I consent
That Angels led him when from thee he went,
Ah wretched We, Poets of Earth! but Thou
Wert Living the same Poet which thou'rt Now,
We spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine,
But search of deep Philosophy,
Thy soul and body, when death's agony
Besieged around thy noble heart,
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