Quotes by : William Cowper

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides....

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

Grief is itself a med'cine.

My fugitive years are all hasting away,And I must ere long lie as lowly as they,With a turf on my breast,....

A fool must now and then be right, by chance.

A fool must now and then be right by chance.

If the world like it not, so much the worse for them.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds:And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleasedWith melting airs,....

Knowledge is proud that it knows so much wisdom is humble that it knows no more.

Such stuff the world is made of.