And, of all lies (be that one poet's boast) / The lie that flatters I abhor the most. — William Cowper Boast Copy Share Image
[My kitten's] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could. — William Cowper Cat Copy Share Image
Whoever keeps an open ear For tattlers will be sure to hear The trumpet of contention. — William Cowper Contention Copy Share Image
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. — William Cowper Blood Copy Share Image
The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs. — William Cowper Nurse Copy Share Image
The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have past away. — William Cowper Darkest Copy Share Image
Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life. — William Cowper Employed Copy Share Image
The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and… — William Cowper Atheist Copy Share Image
Where penury is felt the thought is chain'd, And sweet colloquial pleasures are but few. — William Cowper Chains Copy Share Image
Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one. — William Cowper Enemies Copy Share Image
This cabin, Mary, in my sight appears, Built as it has been in our waning years, A rest afforded to our weary… — William Cowper Built Copy Share Image
We sacrifice to dress till household joys and comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry, and keeps our larder lean. — William Cowper Cease Copy Share Image
Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, / Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost. — William Cowper Blast Copy Share Image
Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep… — William Cowper Feet Copy Share Image
Some men make gain a fountain, whence proceeds A stream of liberal and heroic deeds; The swell of pity, not to be… — William Cowper Confined Copy Share Image
Acquaint thyself with God, if thou would'st taste His works. Admitted once to his embrace, Thou shalt perceive that thou was blind… — William Cowper Blind Copy Share Image
How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at interval upon the ear In cadence sweet; now dying all away, Now… — William Cowper Bells Copy Share Image
Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower; Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads… — William Cowper Dancing 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 Affection Copy Share Image
Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life,… — William Cowper Every man Copy Share Image
“The Castaway" Obscurest night involved the sky, The Atlantic billows roared, When such a destined wretch as I, washed headlong from on… — William Cowper Castaway Copy Share Image
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and… — William Cowper Cheer Copy Share Image
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And… — William Cowper Born Copy Share Image
“Man disavows, and Deity disowns me; Hell might afford my miseries a shelter; Therefore Hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all Bolted against… — William Cowper Depression Copy Share Image
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.… — William Cowper Behinds Copy Share Image
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