Absence of occupation is not rest.
WILLIAM COWPERMaintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow’r. Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.
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Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.
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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one.
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But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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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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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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Some people are more nice than wise.
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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
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He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color’d like his own, and having pow’r T’ enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey.
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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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God made the country, and man made the town.
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And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
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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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