And, of all lies (be that one poet's boast) / The lie that flatters I abhor the most. William Cowper More Quotes by William Cowper More Quotes From William Cowper God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money, Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in. William Cowper devil pride men When nations are to perish in their sins, 'tis in the Church the leprosy begins. William Cowper leprosy sin church England with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee. William Cowper mind may country War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at. William Cowper kings wise war There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know. William Cowper poetic pain poetry The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth. William Cowper treasure flower inspirational The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing. William Cowper endurance wings bird Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains. William Cowper virtue pain vices The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow. William Cowper innocent innocence uncomfortable I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum? William Cowper pity slavery sugar Tea - the cups that cheer but not inebriate. William Cowper tea-drinking cups-of-tea cheer 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. William Cowper solitude successful war Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life. William Cowper employed he-man men No traveler e'er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road. William Cowper thorns acceptance found The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away. William Cowper passed-away tomorrow hope Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen, William Cowper home friendship book And hast thou sworn on every slight pretence, William Cowper kissing book looks 'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it. William Cowper weed flower wisdom The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight. William Cowper breathe spirit sight All we behold is miracle. William Cowper miracle