What we admire we praise; and when we praise, Advance it into notice, that its worth Acknowledged, others may admire it too.
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.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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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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…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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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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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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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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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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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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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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All we behold is miracle.
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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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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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