The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
WILLIAM COWPERKnowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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No traveler e’er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road.
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O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
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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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The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
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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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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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An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands.
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God made the country, and man made the town.
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Some people are more nice than wise.
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Remorse, the fatal egg by pleasure laid, In every bosom where her nest is made, Hatched by the beams of truth, denies him rest, And proves a raging scorpion in his breast.
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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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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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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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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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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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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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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, “Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more.”
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
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How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.
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