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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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Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
William Cowper
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As creeping ivy clings to wood or stone, And hides the ruin that it feeds upon, So sophistry, cleaves close to, and protects Sin's rotten trunk, concealing its defects.
William Cowper -
Fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
William Cowper -
Greece, sound, thy Homer's, Rome thy Virgil's name, But England's Milton equals both in fame.
William Cowper -
Remorse begets reform.
William Cowper -
A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.
William Cowper -
There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart; he does not feel for man.
William Cowper
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E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply, redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
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When nations are to perish in their sins, 'tis in the Church the leprosy begins.
William Cowper -
Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
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She that asks Her dear five hundred friends, contemns them all, And hates their coming.
William Cowper -
God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money, Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
William Cowper -
Thieves at home must hang; but he that puts Into his overgorged and bloated purse The wealth of Indian provinces, escapes.
William Cowper
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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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He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.
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If a great man struggling with misfortunes is a noble object, a little man that despises them is no contemptible one.
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Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
William Cowper -
Transforms old print To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes Of gallery critics by a thousand arts.
William Cowper
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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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Religion Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None as invincible as they.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
William Cowper -
In the vast, and the minute, we see The unambiguous footsteps of the God, Who gives its lustre to an insect's wing And wheels His throne upon the rolling worlds.
William Cowper