The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
WILLIAM COWPERBlind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
More William Cowper Quotes
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We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
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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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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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The man to solitude accustom’d long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue; Not animals alone, but shrubs and trees Have speech for him, and understood with ease,
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I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
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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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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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Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.
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Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
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While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
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God made the country, and man made the town.
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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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The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
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