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 COWPERPride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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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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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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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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How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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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,
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.
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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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Time, as he passes us, has a dove’s wing, Unsoil’d, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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