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

nature God

Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
— William Cowper


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

poets pleasure and pain

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

life variety

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


Some to the fascination of a name surrender judgment, hoodwinked.
— William Cowper
But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise,
Kings would not play at.


Domestic happiness, thou only bliss of Paradise that has survived the fall!
— William Cowper
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.

charity zeal

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?

charm applause

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

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
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


Men deal with life as children with their play,
Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.


The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.
— William Cowper
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.