Abraham Cowley

(1618 – 28 July 1667 / London)

Abraham Cowley Poems

41. Anacreontics, The Swallow 1/4/2003
42. To The Royal Society (Excerpts) 1/1/2004
43. Sport 4/19/2010
44. On The Death Of Mr. William Hervey 1/4/2003
45. A Supplication 1/13/2003
46. Hymn To Light 4/19/2010
47. The Change 4/19/2010
48. The Grasshopper 4/19/2010
49. Davideis: A Sacred Poem Of The Troubles Of David (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
50. The Despair 4/19/2010
51. The Given Heart 1/1/2004
52. The Wish 1/4/2003
53. Life 4/19/2010
54. On The Death Of Mr. Crashaw 1/1/2004
55. Beauty 4/19/2010

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LIBERAL Nature did dispence
To all things Arms for their defence;
And some she arms with sin'ewy force,
And some with swiftness in the course;
Some with hard Hoofs, or forked claws,
And some with Horns, or tusked jaws.
And some with Scales, and some with Wings,
And some with Teeth, and some with Stings.
Wisdom to Man she did afford,
Wisdom for Shield, and Wit for Sword.
What to beauteous Woman-kind,
What Arms, what Armour has she'assigne'd?
Beauty is both; for with the Faire
What Arms, what Armour can compare?
What Steel, what Gold, or Diamond,

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Anacreontics, Drinking

THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain,
And drinks and gapes for drink again;
The plants suck in the earth, and are
With constant drinking fresh and fair;
The sea itself (which one would think
Should have but little need of drink)
Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up,
So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
The busy Sun (and one would guess

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