Did Charity prevail, the press would prove A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Our love is principle, and has its root In reason, is judicious, manly, free. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
All affectation; 'tis my perfect scorn; Object of my implacable disgust. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,- A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
When from soft love proceeds the deep distress, ah! why forbid the willing tears to flow? — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply, redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Unless a love of virtue light the flame, Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine? — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The parable of the prodigal son, the most beautiful fiction that ever was invented; our Saviour's speech to His disciples, with which… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
I would not enter in my list of friends, Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. An inadvertent step may crush the… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
In man or woman, but far most in man, And most of all in man that ministers, And serves the altar, in… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
And hast thou sworn on every slight pretence, Till perjuries are common as bad pence, While thousands, careless of the damning sin, Kiss the… — William Cowper Copy Share
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed. — William Cowper Copy Share
Admirals extolled for standing still, or doing nothing with a deal of skill. — William Cowper Copy Share
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose. — William Cowper Copy Share
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade. — William Cowper Copy Share
But oars alone can ne'er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is… — William Cowper Copy Share
But conversation, choose what theme we may, And chiefly when religion leads the way, Should flow, like waters after summer show'rs, Not as if… — William Cowper Copy Share
“When we don't pray, we quit the fight. Prayer keeps the Christian's armor bright. And Satan trembles when he sees. The weakest saint upon… — William Cowper Copy Share
A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your… — William Cowper Copy Share
Ten thousand casks, Forever dribbling out their base contents, Touch'd by the Midas finger of the state, Bleed gold for ministers to sport away.… — William Cowper Copy Share
The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue. — William Cowper Copy Share
