Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
WILLIAM COWPER[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
More William Cowper Quotes
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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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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Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.
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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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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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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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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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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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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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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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