He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves besides. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
All truth is precious, if not all divine; and what dilates the powers must needs refine. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
But what is truth? 'Twas Pilate's question put To Truth itself, that deign'd him no reply. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it comes to light, In… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Hast thou not learnd what thou art often told, A truth still sacred, and believed of old, That no success attends on… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Should turn to writers of an abler sort, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
I was a poet too; but modern taste Is so refined and delicate and chaste, That verse, whatever fire the fancy warms,… — 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
Religion, if in heavenly truths attired, Needs only to be seen to be admired. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Great contest follows, and much learned dust Involves the combatants; each claiming truth, And truth disclaiming both. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Did Charity prevail, the press would prove A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
But truths on which depends our main concern, That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn, Shine by the side of… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
They fix attention, heedless of your pain, With oaths like rivets forced into the brain; And e'en when sober truth prevails throughout,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Remorse, the fatal egg by pleasure laid, In every bosom where her nest is made, Hatched by the beams of truth, denies… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
A Christian's wit is offensive light, A beam that aids, but never grieves the sight; Vig'rous in age as in the flush… — 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
