Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense?
WILLIAM COWPERWhile truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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Grief is itself a medicine.
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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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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything.
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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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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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The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
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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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Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
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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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…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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