The still small voice is wanted.
WILLIAM COWPER
Remorse begets reform.
More William Cowper Quotes
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The still small voice is wanted.
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It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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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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Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
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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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Grief is itself a medicine.
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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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