Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
WILLIAM COWPERWho loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Grief is itself a medicine.
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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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The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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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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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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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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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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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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A fool must now and then be right, by chance
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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.
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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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A life of ease is a difficult pursuit.
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Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in
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It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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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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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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