They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
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If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one.
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Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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He 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.
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When nations are to perish in their sins, ’tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
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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 man to solitude accustom’d long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue; Not animals alone, but shrubs and trees Have speech for him, and understood with ease,
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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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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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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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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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