William Cowper

In indolent vacuity of thought.

In indolent vacuity of thought.

Dream after dream ensues;
And still they dream that they shall still succeed;
And still are disappointed.

Dream after dream ensues;
And still they dream that they shall still succeed;
And still are disappointed.

I praise the Frenchman; his remark was shrewd,--
"How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude."
But grant read more

I praise the Frenchman; his remark was shrewd,--
"How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude."
But grant me still a friend in my retreat,
Whom I may whisper--Solitude is sweet.

True Charity, a plant divinely nurs'd.

True Charity, a plant divinely nurs'd.

Absence of occupation is not rest,
A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd.

Absence of occupation is not rest,
A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd.