The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged. William Cowper on change
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. William Cowper on death
Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too. William Cowper on gardening
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. William Cowper on god
Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose. William Cowper on happiness
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose. William Cowper on happiness
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, excels a dunce that has been kept at home. William Cowper on home
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. William Cowper on hope
Knowledge is proud that it knows so much wisdom is humble that it knows no more. William Cowper on knowledge
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books. William Cowper on learning
Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor. William Cowper on life
Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God. William Cowper on nature
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose. William Cowper on nature
Where men of judgment creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay. William Cowper on positive
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. William Cowper on truth
Knowledge is proud that it knows so much wisdom is humble that it knows no more. William Cowper on wisdom
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more. William Cowper on wisdom
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. William Cowper on wisdom
I would not enter in my list of friends, Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. An inadvertent step may crush the snail That crawls at evening in the public path, But he has the humanity, forewarned, Will tread aside, and let the reptile live. William Cowper on friendship
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray. William Cowper on instinct