Blest be the art that can immortalize,--the art that baffles time's tyrannic claim to quench it. William Cowper More Quotes by William Cowper More Quotes From William Cowper Lights of the world, and stars of human race. William Cowper starslightrace 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. William Cowper swansagegiving Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,- A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew. William Cowper frenchmenbrillianttruth I crown thee king of intimate delights, William Cowper kingshomewinter Toil for the brave! The brave that are no more. William Cowper toilbravebravery This cabin, Mary, in my sight appears, William Cowper sighthomeyears I would not enter on my list of friends William Cowper realfeetmen But slaves that once conceive the glowing thought Of freedom, in that hope itself possess All that the contest calls for; spirit, strength, The scorn of danger, and united hearts, The surest presage of the good they seek. William Cowper glowinglibertyheart For when was public virtue to be found William Cowper virtuelibertyfound Our love is principle, and has its root William Cowper rootslove-islife O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturbed Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know. William Cowper kingshomeretirement Lived in his saddle, loved the chase, the course, And always, ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse. William Cowper saddleshorsekissing The dogs did bark, the children screamed, William Cowper souldogchildren Domestic happiness, thou only bliss William Cowper happinessrelationshipfall O Winter, ruler of the inverted year! William Cowper invertedwinteryears The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs. William Cowper sicknursesleep Gardening imparts an organic perspective on the passage of time. William Cowper springtimefall Then liberty, like day, Breaks on the soul, and by a flash from Heaven Fires all the faculties with glorious joy. William Cowper firejoyheaven An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting. William Cowper stucktailsway The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, "Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more." William Cowper donenightlying
