After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
WILLIAM COWPERThis fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life’s long race.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
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Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.
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The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.
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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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I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
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Would I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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