William Cowper

Where men of judgement creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Knowledge and Wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

He that attends to his interior self,
That has a heart, and keeps it; has a mind
That hungers, and supplies it; and who seeks
A social, not dissipated life,
Has business.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Dress drains our cellar dry
And keeps our larder lean: puts out our fires,
And introduces hunger, frost and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might reign.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day.
Live till tomorrow, will have pass’d away.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Not rural sights alone, but rural sounds
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid nature.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Tis a truth well known to most
That whatsoever thing is lost;
We seek it, ere it come to light,
In every cranny but the right.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

The kindest and the happiest pair
Will find occasion to forbear:
And something every day they live
To pity, and perhaps forgive.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees,
Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds;
How soft the music of those village bells,
Falling at intervals upon the ear
In cadence sweet, now dying all away.
-William Cowper (1731-1800)