Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
WILLIAM COWPERPleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.
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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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Still ending, and beginning still.
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Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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But oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.
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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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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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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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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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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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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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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 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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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!
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