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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
William Cowper
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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
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The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Should turn to writers of an abler sort, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style, Give truth a lustre, and make wisdom smile.
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A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.
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Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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Necessity invented stools, Convenience next suggested elbow-chairs, And luxury the accomplish'd Sofa last.
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How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
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And in that hour, The seeds of cruelty, that since have swell'd To such gigantic and enormous growth, Were sown in human nature's fruitful soil. Hence date the persecution and the pain That man inflicts on all inferior kinds, Regardless of their plaints.
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I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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Learning itself, received into a mind By nature weak, or viciously inclined, Serves but to lead philosophers astray, Where children would with ease discern the way.
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Could he with reason murmur at his case, Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
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The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such a friend, that one had need be very much his friend indeed to pardon or to bear it.
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Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
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Fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
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No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar.
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Call'd to the temple of impure delight He that abstains, and he alone, does right. If a wish wander that way, call it home He cannot long be safe whose wishes roam.
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Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
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All zeal for a reform, that gives offence To peace and charity, is mere pretence.
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God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
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Defend me, therefore, common sense, say From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up.
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Poor England! thou art a devoted deer, Beset with every ill but that of fear. The nations hunt all mock thee for a prey They swarm around thee, and thou stand'st at bay.
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