Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
WILLIAM COWPERTruth is the golden girdle of the globe.
WILLIAM COWPERRestraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
WILLIAM COWPERA fool must now and then be right, by chance
WILLIAM COWPERNow stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
WILLIAM COWPERI seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
WILLIAM COWPERHe 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.
WILLIAM COWPER[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
WILLIAM COWPERA 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.
WILLIAM COWPERNor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
WILLIAM COWPEREngland 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.
WILLIAM COWPERJudge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
WILLIAM COWPERAbsence of proof is not proof of absence.
WILLIAM COWPERThe proud are ever most provoked by pride.
WILLIAM COWPERAnd works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
WILLIAM COWPERThe rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
WILLIAM COWPERHabits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
WILLIAM COWPER