Abraham Cowley
Abraham Cowley
Abraham Cowleywas an English poet born in the City of London late in 1618. He was one of the leading English poets of the 17th century, with 14 printings of his Works published between 1668 and 1721...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
busy shall
Well then; I now do plainly see, / This busy world and I shall ne'er agree.
hopeless
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
lovers silent mute
Why to mute fish should'st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
sea land israel
When Israel was from bondage led,Led by the Almighty's handFrom out of foreign land,The great sea beheld and fled.
humble inspire may
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 so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
sleep thinking naps
The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
age reputation known
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
running space race
Thus would I double my life's fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
eternal
The present is an eternal now.
fate giving ready
The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
appreciation blame praise
Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
women blunders
But what is woman? Only one of nature's agreeable blunders.
wise book angel
Ah, yet, e'er I descend to th' grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true, Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne'er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov'd and loving me.
triumph conquer poet
Poets by Death are conquer'd but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.