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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds:
And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased
With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave;
Some chord in unison with what we hear
Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.


William Cowper

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WILLIAM COWPER Some to the fascination of a name, Surrender judgment hoodwinked.
WILLIAM COWPER Exactness is the sublimity of fools. [Fr., L'exactitude est le sublime des sots.]
WILLIAM COWPER Defend me, therefore, common sense, say From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping bucke...
WILLIAM COWPER The solemn fog; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.
WILLIAM COWPER Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which e...
WILLIAM COWPER He is the freeman whom the truth makes free.
WILLIAM COWPER The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
WILLIAM COWPER The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk, Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk, Is alw...
WILLIAM COWPER Words learned by rote a parrot may rehearse; but talking is not always to converse, not more distinc...
WILLIAM COWPER 'Tis hard if all is false that I advance
A fool must now and then be right, by chance.
WILLIAM COWPER A life of ease is a difficult pursuit.
WILLIAM COWPER The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
WILLIAM COWPER O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst o...
WILLIAM COWPER Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of o...
WILLIAM COWPER I praise the Frenchman; his remark was shrewd,-- "How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude." B...
WILLIAM COWPER A story, in which native humour reigns, Is often useful, always entertains; A graver fact, enl...
WILLIAM COWPER Words learn'd by rote a parrot may rehearse, But talking is not always to converse, Not more d...
WILLIAM COWPER Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavour.
WILLIAM COWPER The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change And pleased ...
WILLIAM COWPER God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And r...
WILLIAM COWPER His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock, it never is at home.
WILLIAM COWPER Ten thousand casks, Forever dribbling out their base contents, Touch'd by the Midas finger of ...
WILLIAM COWPER Still ending, and beginning still.
WILLIAM COWPER We bear our shades about us; self-deprived Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread, And rang...
WILLIAM COWPER Some boundless contiguity of shade.
WILLIAM COWPER No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar.
WILLIAM COWPER Discourse may want an animated "No"To brush the surface, and to make it flow;But still remember, if ...
WILLIAM COWPER Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, / Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass los...
WILLIAM COWPER Spare feast! a radish and an egg.
WILLIAM COWPER I was a stricken deer, that left the herd / Long since.
WILLIAM COWPER Away went Gilpin, neck or naught, / Away went hat and wig!
WILLIAM COWPER