But animated nature sweeter still, to soothe and satisfy the human ear. William Cowper More Quotes by William Cowper More Quotes From William Cowper I will venture to assert, that a just translation of any ancient poet in rhyme is impossible. No human ingenuity can be equal to the task of closing every couplet with sounds homotonous, expressing at the same time the full sense, and only the full sense of his original. William Cowper venturetaskssound Men deal with life as children with their play, William Cowper menlifechildren No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar. William Cowper huepeculiartree The man to solitude accustom'd long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue; Not animals alone, but shrubs and trees Have speech for him, and understood with ease, After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all. William Cowper flowerrainfall The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown. William Cowper sadnesssorrowland God made the country, and man made the town. William Cowper godmencountry No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed. William Cowper halfenthusiasmworld I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause. William Cowper heartmenhands Some to the fascination of a name, Surrender judgment hoodwinked. William Cowper judgmentfascinationnames And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where. William Cowper judgementtruthlying Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy. William Cowper ecstasywarmsimplicity For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it comes to light, In every cranny but the right. William Cowper well-knownlightloss Where men of judgment creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay. William Cowper positivemenway Misery still delights to trace William Cowper delightmiserycases His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock, it never is at home. William Cowper withomelooks They best can judge a poet's worth, Who oft themselves have known The pangs of a poetic birth By labours of their own. William Cowper poeticbirthjudging And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile. William Cowper addressestearsmay Scenes must be beautiful which daily view'd William Cowper viewsbeautifulcountry Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow. William Cowper sunshinefateblow There is in souls a sympathy with sounds. William Cowper musicsoulsympathy
