Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
William Cowper
Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
William Cowper
The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.
William Cowper
His still refuted quirks he still repeats. New-raised objections with new quibbles meets; Till sinking in the quicksand he defends, He dies disputing, and the contest ends.
William Cowper
Knowledge and Wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connexion, Knowledge dwells in heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
William Cowper
Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
William Cowper