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A fool must now and then be right, by chance

William Cowper

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.
WILLIAM COWPER

Atheist Base Bear Cross Earth Easter Only Slave
We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
WILLIAM COWPER

Death Die Dust Mightiest Turn Work
An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands.
WILLIAM COWPER

Both Goes Hand Idlers Useless Want Watches
Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
WILLIAM COWPER

Daughter Eye Nature Send Sky Truth
I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
WILLIAM COWPER

Alone Door Every Forsaken Hera Lion Loneliness Mercy One Shut
And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
WILLIAM COWPER

Address Addresses Little May Perhaps Smile Tears Wipe
And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
WILLIAM COWPER

Cloud Courage Saint Head Much Shall
Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
WILLIAM COWPER

Another Detect Hunting Owe Pain Sport
No traveler e’er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road.
WILLIAM COWPER

Acceptance Found Thorns Traveler
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
WILLIAM COWPER

Around Cheer Close Fall Fire Shutter Sofa Stir
Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
WILLIAM COWPER

Cheer Cup Drinking Inebriate Tea
To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.
WILLIAM COWPER

Carry Effect Further Get God Honor Impute Key Medicine Recovery Rob Say Well
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.
WILLIAM COWPER

Air Brisk Ear Heart Martial Melt Mind Music Pease Pitch Soul Sound Sympathy
Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
WILLIAM COWPER

Day Death Every Happier Look
Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
WILLIAM COWPER

Bare Behind Blamer Brand Magisterial More Offense Own Satire Strip
But oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.
WILLIAM COWPER

Alone Heaven Lost Oar Prevail Toil

A fool must now and then be right, by chance

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