God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
WILLIAM COWPERBooks are not seldom talismans and spells.
More William Cowper Quotes
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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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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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
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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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What peaceful hours I once enjoy’d! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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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 innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
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I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
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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.
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Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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When nations are to perish in their sins, ’tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
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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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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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A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.
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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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