Quote#Wisdom
The Muses’ garden with pedantic weeds
Quote byThomas Carew · 1594–1640
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Poems (1640, '42, '51), An Elegy upon the Death of Dr. John Donne.
English (original)
The Muses’ garden with pedantic weeds O’erspread, was purged by thee; the lazy seeds Of servile imitation thrown away, And fresh invention planted.
— Thomas Carew
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Love no more is made By the fireside, but in the cooler shade.
I thought Love’s plagues, like dragons, sat Only to fright us at the gate.
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