Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
WILLIAM COWPER- Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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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.
WILLIAM COWPEROh 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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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
WILLIAM COWPERYe therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in
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The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
WILLIAM COWPERThe kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
WILLIAM COWPERGlory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
WILLIAM COWPERTis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
WILLIAM COWPER…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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Still ending, and beginning still.
WILLIAM COWPERStill ending, and beginning still.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
WILLIAM COWPERThere is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
WILLIAM COWPERAbsence of proof is not proof of absence.
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I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
WILLIAM COWPERI will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
WILLIAM COWPERKnowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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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.
WILLIAM COWPERWhat 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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Would I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
WILLIAM COWPERWould I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
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The still small voice is wanted.
WILLIAM COWPERThe still small voice is wanted.
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