And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
WILLIAM COWPERWe turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and 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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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 bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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What we admire we praise; and when we praise, Advance it into notice, that its worth Acknowledged, others may admire it too.
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
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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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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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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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In a fleshly tomb, I am buried above ground.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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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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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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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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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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He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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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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