Abraham Cowley

"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 liv'd to-day."

"A man in much business must either make himself a knave, or else the world will make him a fool."

"Hence, ye profane! I hate ye all, Both the great vulgar and the small."

"Oh happy, (if his happiness he knows) The Countrey Swain! on whom kind Heav'n bestows At home all Riches that wise Nature needs; Whom the just Earth with easie plenty feeds."

"Charm'd with the foolish whistling of a name."

"Read all Cowley; he is very valuable to a collector of English sound sense."