William Cowper ( 10 of 184 )
A story, in which native humour reigns,
Is often useful, always entertains;
A graver fact, enlisted on read more
A story, in which native humour reigns,
Is often useful, always entertains;
A graver fact, enlisted on your side,
May furnish illustration, well applied;
But sedentary weavers of long tales
Give me the fidgets, and my patience fails.
God made the country and man made the town.
God made the country and man made the town.
The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk,
Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk,
Is always read more
The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk,
Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk,
Is always happy, reign whoever may,
And laughs the sense of mis'ry far away.
Now let us sing, long live the king.
Now let us sing, long live the king.
No tree in all the grove but has its charms,
Though each its hue peculiar.
No tree in all the grove but has its charms,
Though each its hue peculiar.
Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all its flavor.
Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all its flavor.
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.
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.
All learned, and all drunk!
All learned, and all drunk!
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what read more
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what you have left.
