Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
WILLIAM COWPERHappy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
More William Cowper Quotes
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God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
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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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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;
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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.
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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
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A fool must now and then be right, by chance
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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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.
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This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life’s long race.
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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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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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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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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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God made the country, and man made the town.
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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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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
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All we behold is miracle.
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?
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