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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.

William Cowper

The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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Forbear Forgiving Happier Kindest Occasion Pair Pity Something
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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Courage Failure Move Moving Mysterious Perform
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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Both Fifty Litle No Other Purpose View World
To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.
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Carry Effect Further Get God Honor Impute Key Medicine Recovery Rob Say Well
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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Know Memories Pain Peaceful Pleasure Poet Poetic Sweet
War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Game King Ply Subject War Wise
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.
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Bitter Bud God Interpreter Olan Sweet Taste Unbelief Vain Will
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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Country Fault Love May Mind Still
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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Exhilarate Languid Music Nature Rural Sight Silence Tone
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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Cloud Courage Saint Head Much Shall
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Alive Assume Being Flayed Habit Strive
The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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Earth Flower Inspirational Treasure Truth
When nations are to perish in their sins, ’tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
WILLIAM COWPER

Begin Church Leprosy Nation Perish Sin
Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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Love Mercy Son Therefore
The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.
WILLIAM COWPER

Atheist Base Bear Cross Earth Easter Only Slave
Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Affection Black Dwell Hold Maintain Same Such

Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.

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