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"Oh! I could thresh his old jacket till I made his pension jingle in his pockets."
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William Cowper"And differing judgments serve but to declare, That truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where."
William Cowper was an English poet and Anglican hymnwriter.
"Oh! I could thresh his old jacket till I made his pension jingle in his pockets."
"Oh, fond attempt to give a deathless lot To names ignoble, born to be forgot!"
"He has no hope that never had a fear."
"Me howling winds drive devious, tempest-tossed, Sails ripped, seams opning wide, and compass lost."
"Is base in kind, and born to be a slave."
"Man disobeys, and deity disowns me."