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Some people are more nice than wise.
William Cowper
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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard: To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.
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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.
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The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
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Visits are insatiable devourers of time, and fit only for those who, if they did not that, would do nothing.
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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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Gardening imparts an organic perspective on the passage of time.
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E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream thy flowing wounds supply, redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
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It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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When from soft love proceeds the deep distress, ah! why forbid the willing tears to flow?
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Man in society is like a flow'r, Blown in its native bed. 'Tis there alone His faculties expanded in full bloom Shine out, there only reach their proper use.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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Great contest follows, and much learned dust Involves the combatants each claiming truth, And truth disclaiming both.
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But animated nature sweeter still, to soothe and satisfy the human ear.
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