William Cowper

There is a pleasure in poetic pains,
Which only poets know.

There is a pleasure in poetic pains,
Which only poets know.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor;
And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.

Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor;
And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.

He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.

He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.

And prate and preach about what others prove,
As if the world and they were hand and glove.

And prate and preach about what others prove,
As if the world and they were hand and glove.