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William Cowper

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Grief is itself a medicine.

William Cowper

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With spots quadrangular of diamond form, Ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife, And spades, the emblems of untimely graves.

William Cowper

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I praise the Frenchman [La Bruyère], 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.

William Cowper

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No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone;
When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone:
But I beneath a rougher sea,
And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.

William Cowper

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Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.

William Cowper

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How much a dunce that has been sent to roam
Excels a dunce that has been kept at home!

William Cowper

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