William Cowper

But conversation, choose what theme we may,
And chiefly when religion leads the way,
Should flow, like read more

But conversation, choose what theme we may,
And chiefly when religion leads the way,
Should flow, like waters after summer show'rs,
Not as if raised by mere mechanic powers.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.

The sounding jargon of the schools.

The sounding jargon of the schools.

Defend me, therefore, common sense, say
From reveries so airy, from the toil
Of dropping buckets into read more

Defend me, therefore, common sense, say
From reveries so airy, from the toil
Of dropping buckets into empty wells,
And growing old in drawing nothing up.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.

Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.