I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
WILLIAM COWPERTo impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.
More William Cowper Quotes
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
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The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.
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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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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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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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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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