Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
WILLIAM COWPERThere is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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In a fleshly tomb, I am buried above ground.
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The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
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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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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
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Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
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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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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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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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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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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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The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
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