When nations are to perish in their sins, ’tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
WILLIAM COWPERThey whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.
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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.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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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.
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Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
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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.
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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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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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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