The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
WILLIAM COWPERKnowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Remorse begets reform.
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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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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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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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Grief is itself a medicine.
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Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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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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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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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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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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In a fleshly tomb, I am buried above ground.
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And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
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He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color’d like his own, and having pow’r T’ enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey.
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War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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