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• Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- The Task, Book vi, Winter Walk at Noon, Line 85...
• An honest man, close-button'd to the chin, Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Epistle to Joseph Hill...
• God made the country, and man made the town.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- The Task, Book i, The Sofa, Line 749...
• Built God a church, and laugh'd his word to scorn.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Retirement, Line 688...
• His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock, it never is at home.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 303...
• There is a bird who by his coat, And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- The Jackdaw, (Translation from Vincent Bourne)...
• Praise enough To fill the ambition of a private man, That Chatham's language was his mother tongue.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- The Task, Book ii, The Timepiece, Line 235...
• God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform
  He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm....
• What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still!
  But they have left an aching void The world can never fill....