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• 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...
• And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Exhortation to Praye...
• God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform
  He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm....
• And Katerfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread.
  'T is pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world,--to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd....
• Built God a church, and laugh'd his word to scorn.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Retirement, Line 688...
• A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Will not affront me,--and no other can.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 193...
• I cannot talk with civet in the room, A fine puss-gentleman that 's all perfume.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 283...
• That good diffused may more abundant grow.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 443...
• The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 299...