Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
WILLIAM COWPERSkins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
More William Cowper Quotes
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What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?
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God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
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Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
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Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
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Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense?
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
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Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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When nations are to perish in their sins, ’tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
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God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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The man to solitude accustom’d long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue; Not animals alone, but shrubs and trees Have speech for him, and understood with ease,
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I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.
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Remorse begets reform.
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Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
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Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
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Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove’s wing, Unsoil’d, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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The proud are ever most provoked by pride.
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