Come, my best friends, my best books, and lead me on.
Abraham CowleyAh yet, ere I descend to the grave, May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, both wise and both delightful too.
A mighty pain to love it is,
And 't is a pain that pain to miss;
But of all pains, the greatest pain
It is to love, but love in vain.
Mots clés love unrequited-love unappreciated vain
Ere I descend to th' grave,
May I a small house and large garden have;
And a few friends, and many books.
May I a small house and large garden have;
And a few friends,
And many books, both true.
Mots clés friendship reading gardening sharonlovejoy-s-trowel-error
Banish business, banish sorrow. To the gods belongs tomorrow.
Abraham CowleyHope is the most hopeless thing of all.
Abraham CowleyWhat shall I do to be for ever known,
And make the age to come my own?
Mots clés inspirational age own known i
The tulip next appeared, all over gay, But wanton, full of pride, and full of play; The world can't show a dye but here has place; Nay, by new mixtures, she can change her face; Purple and gold are both beneath her care- The richest needlework she loves to wear; Her only study is to please the eye, And to outshine the rest in finery.
Abraham CowleyThe tulip next appeared, all over gay, But wanton, full of pride, and full of play; The world can't show a dye but here has place; Nay, by new mixtures, she can change her face; Purple and gold are both beneath her care- The richest needlework she loves to wear; Her only study is to please the eye, And to outshine the rest in finery
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