I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum? – William Cowper
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper

I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum? – William Cowper
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. – William Cowper
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. – William Cowper