Abraham Cowley

“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”

“What shall I do to be for ever known,And make the age to come my own?”

“Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.”

“Banish business, banish sorrow. To the gods belongs tomorrow.”

“May I a small house and large garden have;And a few friends,And many books, both true.”

“A mighty pain to love it is,And 't is a pain that pain to miss;But of all pains, the greatest painIt is to love, but love in vain.”

“Ere I descend to th' grave,May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books.”

“Ah 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.”

“Come, my best friends, my best books, and lead me on.”