Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
WILLIAM COWPERI am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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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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Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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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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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
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Still ending, and beginning still.
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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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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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A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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