Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
WILLIAM COWPEREvents of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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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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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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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.
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The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
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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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He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color’d like his own, and having pow’r T’ enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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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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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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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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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
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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?
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