No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
How various his employments whom the world Calls idle; and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too! — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The fall of waters and the song of birds, And hills that echo to the distant berds, Are luxuries excelling all the… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Not to understand a treasure's worth till time has stole away the slighted good, is cause of half the poverty we feel,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Heaven speed the canvas, gallantly unfurl'd, To furnish and accommodate a world, To give the Pole the produce of the sun, And… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
In the vast, and the minute, we see The unambiguous footsteps of the God, Who gives its lustre to an insect's wing… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
When scandal has new-minted an old lie, Or tax'd invention for a fresh supply, 'Tis call'd a satire, and the world appears… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Without one friend, above all foes, Britannia gives the world repose. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world; to see the stir Of the Great Babel, and… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings should not play at. Nations would do well To extort their truncheons… — 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
