William Cowper Quotes

Most popular William Cowper Quotes

Grief is itself a med'cine.


Grief is itself a medicine.
— William Cowper


Variety's the very spice of life.
— William Cowper
A life of ease is a difficult pursuit.
— William Cowper


The lie that flatters I abhor the most.
— William Cowper

lies flattery

Virtue, thriving most where little seen.


Mercy to them that shows it, is the rule.
— William Cowper
Pleasure is deaf when told of future pain.
— William Cowper
Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream.
— William Cowper
God made the country, and man made the town.

rural country

I believe no man was ever scolded out of his sins.
— William Cowper


The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
— William Cowper
Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
— William Cowper


Nature is but a name for an effect,
Whose cause is God.

nature God

There is a pleasure in poetic pains which only poets know.
— William Cowper
There is a pleasure in poetic pains
Which only poets know.

pleasure and pain poets

Variety's the very spice of life that gives it all its flavor.
— William Cowper


Variety's the very spice of life
That gives it all its flavor.

variety life

Some to the fascination of a name surrender judgment, hoodwinked.
— William Cowper
Domestic happiness, thou only bliss of Paradise that has survived the fall!
— William Cowper
But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise,
Kings would not play at.


Love makes the music of the blest above, Heaven's harmony is universal love.
— William Cowper
Absence of occupation is not rest, a mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
— William Cowper
Happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
— William Cowper
Ill habits gather by unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers to the seas.
— William Cowper
All zeal for a reform, that gives offense
To peace and charity, is mere pretense.

zeal charity

Pleasure admitted in undue degree enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
— William Cowper
Freedom has a thousand charms to show,
That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.


Freedom has a thousand charms to show, 
That slaves, howe'er contented, never know.
— William Cowper


None sends their arrow to the mark in view whose hand is feeble or their aim untrue.
— William Cowper
O, popular applause!  What heart of man
Is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms?

applause charm

Knowledge is proud that it has learned so much; Wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
— William Cowper
No wild enthusiast ever yet could rest, till half mankind were, like himself possessed.
— William Cowper
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, 'tis being flayed alive.
— William Cowper
Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much;
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.

wisdom knowledge and ignorance

Absence from whom we love is worse than death,
And frustrates hope severer than despair.
— William Cowper


Knowledge is proud that one has learned so much; Wisdom is humble that one knows no more.
— William Cowper
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees / Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.
— William Cowper


The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
— William Cowper
Men deal with life as children with their play,
Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.


If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one...
— William Cowper


God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.


Detested sport
That owes its pleasures to another's pain;
That feeds upon the sobs and dying shrieks
Of harmless nature.


What is there in the vale of life Half so delightful as a wife, When friendship, love, and peace combine To stamp the marriage-bond divine?
— William Cowper
I would not enter on my list of friends,
(Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense,
Yet wanting sensibility) the man
Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.

animal rights

A man renowned for repartee
Will seldom scruple to make free
With friendship's finest feeling,
Will thrust a dagger at your breast,
And say he wounded you in jest,
By way of balm for healing.