War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
WILLIAM COWPERAlas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense?
More William Cowper Quotes
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What peaceful hours I once enjoy’d! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
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The still small voice is wanted.
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We are never more in danger than when we think ourselves most secure, nor in reality more secure than when we seem to be most in danger.
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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. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;
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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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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, “Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more.”
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Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything.
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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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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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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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