William Cowper

His wit invites you by his looks to come,
But when you knock, it never is at home.

His wit invites you by his looks to come,
But when you knock, it never is at home.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

But conversation, choose what theme we may,
And chiefly when religion leads the way,
Should flow, like read more

But conversation, choose what theme we may,
And chiefly when religion leads the way,
Should flow, like waters after summer show'rs,
Not as if raised by mere mechanic powers.

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.

Transforms old print
To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes
Of gallery critics by a thousand arts.

Transforms old print
To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes
Of gallery critics by a thousand arts.