William Cowper Art Quotations

I know that Thou art infinitely gracious, but what will become of me?

All thy threads with magic art / Have wound themselves about this heart.

Where thou art gone, adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.

Made poetry a mere mechanic art.

The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue.

Forgot the blush that virgin fears impart To modest cheeks, and borrowed one from art.

Poor England! thou art a devoted deer, Beset with every ill but that of fear. The nations hunt; all mock thee for a prey; They swarm around thee, and thou stand'st at bay.

But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown!

Blest be the art that can immortalize.

Hast thou not learnd what thou art often told, A truth still sacred, and believed of old, That no success attends on spears and swords Unblest, and that the battle is the Lords?

Transforms old print To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes Of gallery critics by a thousand arts.

Blest be the art that can immortalize,--the art that baffles time's tyrannic claim to quench it.