Without one friend, above all foes, Britannia gives the world repose. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
She that asks Her dear five hundred friends, contemns them all, And hates their coming. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is… — 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
I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
A man renowned for repartee will seldom scruple to make free with friendship's finest feeling, will thrust a dagger at your breast,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen, Delightful industry enjoy'd at home, An Nature, in her cultivated trim Dress'ed to his… — 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
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 Image
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Admirals extolled for standing still, or doing nothing with a deal of skill. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
But animated nature sweeter still, to soothe and satisfy the human ear. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
