Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.
WILLIAM COWPERThe bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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There is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought gives even affliction a grace and reconciles man to his lot.
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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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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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A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.
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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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The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
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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.
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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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A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.
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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.
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God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
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