John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Cowper. (1731–1800) (continued) |
| 4550 |
| God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. |
| Light shining out of Darkness. |
| 4551 |
| Behind a frowning providence He hides a shining face. |
| Light shining out of Darkness. |
| 4552 |
| Beware of desperate steps! The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have pass’d away. |
| The Needless Alarm. Moral. |
| 4553 |
| Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass’d With me but roughly since I heard thee last. |
| On the Receipt of my Mother’s Picture. |
| 4554 |
| The son of parents pass’d into the skies. |
| On the Receipt of my Mother’s Picture. |
| 4555 |
| The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves, by thumping on your back, 1 His sense of your great merit, 2 Is such a friend that one had need Be very much his friend indeed To pardon or to bear it. |
| On Friendship. |
| 4556 |
| A worm is in the bud of youth, And at the root of age. |
| Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality. |
| 4557 |
| Toll for the brave!— The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore! |
| On the Loss of the Royal George. |
| 4558 |
| There is a bird who by his coat, And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow. |
| The Jackdaw. (Translation from Vincent Bourne). |
| Note 1. See Young, Quotation 80. [back] |
| Note 2. Var. How he esteems your merit. [back] |