William Cowper

Made poetry a mere mechanic art.

Made poetry a mere mechanic art.

Toil for the brave!
The brave that are no more.

Toil for the brave!
The brave that are no more.

The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
And proves by thumps upon your back
How he read more

The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
And proves by thumps upon your back
How he esteems your merit,
Is such a friend, that one had need
Be very much his friend indeed
To pardon or to bear it.

Here the heart
May give a useful lesson to the head,
And learning wiser grow without his read more

Here the heart
May give a useful lesson to the head,
And learning wiser grow without his books.

Would I describe a preacher,
. . . .
I would express him simple, grave, sincere;
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Would I describe a preacher,
. . . .
I would express him simple, grave, sincere;
In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain,
And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
And natural in gesture; much impress'd
Himself, as conscious of his awful charge,
And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds
May feel it too; affectionate in look,
And tender in address, as well becomes
A messenger of grace to guilty men.