The Works of Mr. Abraham Cowley ...: Consisting of Those which Were Formerly Printed; and Those which He Design'd for the Press, Publish'd Out of the Author's Original Copies. With The Cutter of Coleman-street, Band 3


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Seite 43 - Thus would I double my life's fading space, For he that runs it well twice runs his race. And in this true delight, These unbought sports, this happy state, I would not fear, nor wish my fate, But boldly say each night, To-morrow let my sun his beams display Or in clouds hide them — I have lived to-day.
Seite 45 - Nature's best picture of the Cyprian queen; If I should swear, under Minerva's name, [Poets (who prophets are) foretold your fame; The future age would think it flattery; But to the present, which can witness be, Twould seem beneath your high deserts, as far As you above the rest of women are. When Manners' name with Villiers'join'd I see, How do I reverence your nobility!
Seite 9 - 'tis beft, in woe, " To have a faithful partner of their care ; " That burthen may be undergone by two, " Which is perhaps too great for one to bear. " I mould miftruft your love, to hide from me " Your thoughts, and tax you of inconftancy.
Seite 51 - Whofe time of joy mall be expired never : Who in her womb the hive of comfort bears, Let her drink comfort's honey with her ears. You brought the word of joy in, which was born An hail to all ! let us an hail return ! From you " God fave" into the world there came ; Our echo hail is but an empty name.
Seite 60 - How it outruns thy following eye ! Use all persuasions now, and try If thou canst call it back, or stay it there.
Seite 32 - Much did they weep and grieve, but all in vain, For weeping calls not back the dead again. Both in one grave were laid, when life was done; And thefe few words were writ upon the tomb :
Seite 11 - Philocrates, pitying his doleful moan, And wounded with the forrows of his friend. Brings him to fair Conftantia ; where alone He might impart his love, and either end His fruitlefs hopes, nipt by her coy difdain, Or, by her liking, bis wifht joys attain. *' Faireft," faid he, '' whom the bright heavens do cover, " Do not thefe tears, thefe fpeaking tears, defpife ! « Thefe heaving fighs of a fubmiffive lover,

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