We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
WILLIAM COWPERI seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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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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A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.
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The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
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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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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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I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
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While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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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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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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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.
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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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