Abraham Cowley Poems
- The Wish WELL then! I now do plainly see ...
- Life Life's a name That nothing here can truly claim; This ...
- The Given Heart I wonder what those lovers mean, who say ...
- The Despair Beneath this gloomy shade, By Nature only for my...
- On The Death Of Mr. Crashaw Poet and Saint! to thee alone are...
- The Grasshopper Happy insect, what can be In happiness ...
- Davideis: A Sacred Poem Of The...
His father, a wealthy citizen, who died shortly before his birth, was a stationer. His mother was wholly given to works of devotion, but it happened that there lay in her parlour a copy of The Faerie Queene. This became the favourite reading of her son, and he had twice devoured it all before he was sent to school.
As early as 1628, that is, in his tenth year, he composed his Tragicall History of Piramus and Thisbe, an epic romance written in a six-line stanza, a style of his own invention. It is not too much to say that this work is the most astonishing feat of imaginative precocity on record; it is marked by no great faults of immaturity, and possesses constructive merits of a ... more »
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''God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.''Abraham Cowley (1618-1667), British essayist, poet. The Garden, Essays in Verse and Prose (1668).
''Life is an incurable disease.''Abraham Cowley (1618-1667), British essayist, poet. To Dr. Scarborough, st. 6 (1656).
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WELL then! I now do plainly see
This busy world and I shall ne'er agree.
The very honey of all earthly joy
Does of all meats the soonest cloy;
And they, methinks, deserve my pity
Who for it can endure the stings,
The crowd and buzz and murmurings,
Of this great hive, the city.
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!
And since love ne'er will from me ...