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William Cowper

Sin let loose speaks punishment at hand.

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William Cowper

It is a general rule of Judgment, that a mischief should rather be admitted than an inconvenience.

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William Cowper

Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.

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William Cowper

Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.

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William Cowper

I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.

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William Cowper

The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Should turn to writers of an abler sort, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style, Give truth a lustre, and make wisdom smile.

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William Cowper

'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.

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William Cowper

No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.

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William Cowper

He that attends to his interior self, That has a heart, and keeps it; has a mind That hungers, and supplies it; and who seeks A social, not a dissipated life, Has business.

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William Cowper

No, Freedom has a thousand charms to show That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.

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William Cowper

A tale should be judicious, clear, succinct; The language plain, and incidents well link'd; Tell not as new what ev'ry body knows; and, new or old, still hasten to a close.

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William Cowper

God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money, Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.

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William Cowper

This cabin, Mary, in my sight appears, Built as it has been in our waning years, A rest afforded to our weary feet, Preliminary to - the last retreat.

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William Cowper

Time, as he passes us, has a dove's wing, Unsoil'd, and swift, and of a silken sound.

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William Cowper

Manner is all in all, whate'er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.

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William Cowper

Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.

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William Cowper

Accomplishments have taken virtue's place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.

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William Cowper

Fashion, leader of a chatt'ring train, Whom man for his own hurt permits to reign Who shifts and changes all things but his shape, And would degrade her vot'ry to an ape, The fruitful parent of abuse and wrong, Holds a usurp'd dominion o'er his tongue, There sits and prompts him with his own disgrace, Prescribes the theme, the tone, and the grimace, And when accomplish'd in her wayward school, Calls gentleman whom she has made a fool.

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William Cowper

The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.

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William Cowper

... she, that will with kittens jest, Should bear a kitten's joke.

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William Cowper

I have a kitten,the drollest of all creatures that ever wore a cat's skin.

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William Cowper

The parson knows enough who knows a Duke.

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William Cowper

Domestic happiness, thou only bliss Of paradise that has surviv'd the fall!

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William Cowper

Made poetry a mere mechanic art.

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William Cowper

An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting.

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William Cowper

Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.

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William Cowper

Without one friend, above all foes, Britannia gives the world repose.

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William Cowper

Remorse begets reform.

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William Cowper

Religion, richest favor of the skies.

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William Cowper

The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.

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William Cowper

I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy's door.

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William Cowper

Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor; And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.

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William Cowper

Absence of occupation is not rest.

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William Cowper

Some men make gain a fountain, whence proceeds A stream of liberal and heroic deeds; The swell of pity, not to be confined Within the scanty limits of the mind.

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William Cowper

Still ending, and beginning still.

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William Cowper

Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die

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William Cowper

All flesh is grass. and all its glory fades Like the fair flower dishevell'd in the wind; Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream; The man we celebrate must find a tomb, And we that worship him, ignoble graves.

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William Cowper

How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.

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William Cowper

As if the world and they were hand and glove.

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William Cowper

Scenes must be beautiful which daily view'd Please daily, and whose novelty survives Long knowledge and the scrutiny of years.

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William Cowper

There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.

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William Cowper

Did Charity prevail, the press would prove A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.

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William Cowper

Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.

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William Cowper

To see the Law by Christ fulfilled, And hear His pardoning voice Changes a slave into a child, And duty into choice.

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William Cowper

Come, evening, once again, season of peace; Return, sweet evening, and continue long! Methinks I see thee in the streaky west, With matron step, slow moving, while the night Treads on thy sweeping train; one hand employ'd In letting fall the curtain of repose On bird and beast, the other charged for man With sweet oblivion of the cares of day.

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William Cowper

Toil for the brave! The brave that are no more.

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William Cowper

A noisy man is always in the right.

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William Cowper

Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.

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William Cowper

But oars alone can ne'er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.

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William Cowper

The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.