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 COWPERThe path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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Perhaps thou gav’st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.
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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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Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
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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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We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
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In a fleshly tomb, I am buried above ground.
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And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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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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War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Remorse begets reform.
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The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
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The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
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…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life’s long race.
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God made the country, and man made the town.
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All we behold is miracle.
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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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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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