War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at. — William Cowper Anti war Copy Share Image
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed. — William Cowper Absence Copy Share Image
And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile. — William Cowper Addresses Copy Share Image
O, popular applause! what heart of man is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms? — William Cowper Applause Copy Share Image
Tis Providence alone secures In every change both mine and yours. — William Cowper Change Copy Share Image
Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains. — William Cowper Character Copy Share Image
... no wisdom that [my kitten] may gain by experience and reflection hereafter will compensate for the loss of her present hilarity. — William Cowper Cat Copy Share Image
A tale should be judicious, clear, succinct; The language plain, and incidents well link'd; Tell not as new what ev'ry body knows;… — William Cowper Body Copy Share Image
If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a… — William Cowper Attitude Copy Share Image
What we admire we praise; and when we praise, Advance it into notice, that its worth Acknowledged, others may admire it too. — William Cowper Admire Copy Share Image
I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That… — William Cowper Causes 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 Animal - rights Copy Share Image
Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,- A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew. — William Cowper Bible Copy Share Image
There is a mixture of evil in everything we do; indulgence encourages us to encroach, while we Crabbe exercise the rights of… — William Cowper Children 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 Friendship Copy Share Image
If hindrances obstruct the way, Thy magnanimity display. And let thy strength be seen: But O, if Fortune fill thy sail With… — William Cowper Canvas 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
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or… — William Cowper Air Copy Share Image
But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown! — William Cowper Art Copy Share Image
Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on… — William Cowper Bigs 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 Busy 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 Footsteps Copy Share Image
I pity bashful men, who feel the pain Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain, And bear the marks upon a blushing face,… — William Cowper Bashful Copy Share Image
Religion Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None as invincible as they. — William Cowper Caesar Copy Share Image
Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their… — William Cowper Air Copy Share Image
And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where. — William Cowper Judgement Copy Share Image
How shall I speak thee, or thy power address Thou God of our idolatry, the Press. . . . . Like Eden's… — William Cowper Addresses Copy Share Image
The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive. — William Cowper Every day Copy Share Image
I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy's door. — William Cowper Doors 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 Active Copy Share Image
We are never more in danger than when we think ourselves most secure, nor in reality more secure than when we seem… — William Cowper Danger Copy Share Image
But what is truth? 'Twas Pilate's question put To Truth itself, that deign'd him no reply. — William Cowper Truth Copy Share Image
Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss. — William Cowper Bliss 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 Friendship Copy Share Image
There is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought gives even affliction a grace and reconciles man to his lot. — William Cowper Affliction Copy Share Image
He that negotiates between God and man, As God's ambassador, the grand concerns Of judgment and of mercy, should beware Of lightness… — William Cowper Ambassadors Copy Share Image
But poverty, with most who whimper forth Their long complaints, is self-inflicted woe; The effect of laziness, or sottish write. — William Cowper Complaints 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 Light 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