'Tis hard if all is false that I advance, A fool must now and then be right, by chance — William Cowper Chance Copy Share Image
He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves besides. — William Cowper Freedom Copy Share Image
No traveler e'er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road. — William Cowper Abode Copy Share Image
Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too. — William Cowper Compassion Copy Share Image
England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country! — William Cowper Country 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 Dies Copy Share Image
To trace in Nature's most minute design The signature and stamp of power divine. ... The Invisible in things scarce seen revealed,… — William Cowper Atoms Copy Share Image
Strange as it may seem, the most ludicrous lines I ever wrote have been written in the saddest mood. — William Cowper Contrast Copy Share Image
A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about. — William Cowper Atheism Copy Share Image
How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the… — William Cowper Arrows Copy Share Image
Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for… — William Cowper Existence Copy Share Image
All truth is precious, if not all divine; and what dilates the powers must needs refine. — William Cowper Divine Copy Share Image
A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun, It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. — William Cowper Age Copy Share Image
The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most… — William Cowper Care Copy Share Image
The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again, pronounce a text, Cry hem; and reading what… — William Cowper Cry Copy Share Image
A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may… — William Cowper Closest Copy Share Image
Ten thousand casks, Forever dribbling out their base contents, Touch'd by the Midas finger of the state, Bleed gold for ministers to… — William Cowper Country Copy Share Image
The spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns; The low'ring eye, the petulance, the frown, And sullen sadness, that o'ershade, distort, And… — William Cowper Beauty Copy Share Image
To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is… — William Cowper Death Copy Share Image
And in that hour, The seeds of cruelty, that since have swell'd To such gigantic and enormous growth, Were sown in human… — William Cowper Animal 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 Deserve Copy Share Image
“Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion, Scarce can endure delay of execution, Wait with impatient readiness to seize my Soul in a… — William Cowper Justice Copy Share Image
The statesman, lawyer, merchant, man of trade Pants for the refuge of some rural shade, Where all his long anxieties forgot Amid… — William Cowper Add Copy Share Image
“Happy the bard, (if that fair name belong To him that blends no fable with his song) Whose lines uniting, by an… — William Cowper Art Copy Share Image
Mansions once Knew their own masters, and laborious hinds, That had surviv'd the father, serv'd the son. Now the legitimate and rightful… — William Cowper Bud Copy Share Image
