God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
WILLIAM COWPERMen deal with life as children with their play, Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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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.
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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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An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands.
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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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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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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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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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