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What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?

William Cowper

I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
WILLIAM COWPER

Alone Door Every Forsaken Hera Lion Loneliness Mercy One Shut
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.
WILLIAM COWPER

Country Fault Love May Mind Still
The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
WILLIAM COWPER

Distribute Hire Nurse Sick Sleep Snoring Sweetly Watch
What peaceful hours I once enjoy’d! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
WILLIAM COWPER

Know Memories Pain Peaceful Pleasure Poet Poetic Sweet
…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
WILLIAM COWPER

Evening Let Night Peaceful Welcome
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.
WILLIAM COWPER

Bitter Bud God Interpreter Olan Sweet Taste Unbelief Vain Will
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
WILLIAM COWPER

Hand Rock Spring Tree
Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
WILLIAM COWPER

Another Detect Hunting Owe Pain Sport
Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything.
WILLIAM COWPER

Existence Happiness Life Little Owe
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
WILLIAM COWPER

Alive Assume Being Flayed Habit Strive
Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.
WILLIAM COWPER

Fall Giving Great Men Office Talent
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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Alarm Face House Sage Seen Solitude
And 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 COWPER

Cloud Courage Saint Head Much Shall
Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
WILLIAM COWPER

Blessing Cloud Courage Fearful Saint Take
[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
WILLIAM COWPER

Cat Describe Fambol Incredible Kitten
Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
WILLIAM COWPER

Cheer Cup Drinking Inebriate Tea

What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?

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