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 COWPERStill ending, and beginning still.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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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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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.
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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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God made the country, and man made the town.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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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 bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
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Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Remorse begets reform.
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The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
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A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
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Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains.
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The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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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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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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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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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
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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.
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