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.
WILLIAM COWPERRestraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
More William Cowper Quotes
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I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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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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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
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O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Still ending, and beginning still.
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What peaceful hours I once enjoy’d! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
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Some people are more nice than wise.
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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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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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Men deal with life as children with their play, Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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