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William Cowper quotes - page 7
Though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind.
William Cowper
Presume to lay their hand upon the ark Of her magnificent and awful cause.
William Cowper
Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
William Cowper
So manifold, all pleasing in their kind, All healthful, are the employs of rural life, Reiterated as the wheel of time, Runs round; still ending, and beginning still.
William Cowper
And Katerfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread. 'T is pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world,-to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd.
William Cowper
Reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene.
William Cowper
And still to love, though prest with ill, In wintry age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary!
William Cowper
My soul Shall bear that also; for, by practice taught, I have learned patience, having much endured.
William Cowper
His head, Not yet by time completely silvered o'er, Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth, But strong for service still, and unimpaired.
William Cowper
We have no slaves at home. ─ Then why abroad?
William Cowper
My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
William Cowper
A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.
William Cowper
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
William Cowper
A fool must now and then be right, by chance.
William Cowper
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.
William Cowper
Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
William Cowper
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
William Cowper
Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
William Cowper
An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting.
William Cowper
Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
William Cowper
Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they. Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre.
William Cowper
Shine by the side of every path we tread With such a luster, he that runs may read.
William Cowper
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