Quote #77
Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream.
More from William Cowper
- From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up.
- Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.
- Great contest follows, and much learned dust Involves the combatants; each claiming truth, And truth disclaiming both.
- Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
- Dream after dream ensues; And still they dream that they shall still succeed; And still are disappointed.
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- I was a stricken deer that left the herd Long since.
- Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And, while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn T…