It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. – William Cowper
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. – William Cowper
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. – William Cowper
Candid and generous and just. Boys care but little whom they trust. An error soon corrected — for who but learns in riper years. That man, when smoothest he appears, is most to be suspected? – William Cowper