No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
WILLIAM COWPERThe only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything.
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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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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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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
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How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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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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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
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What peaceful hours I once enjoy’d! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
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Still ending, and beginning still.
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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 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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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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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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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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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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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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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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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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