William Cowper

The sounding jargon of the schools.

But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.

A tale should be judicious, clear, succinct; The language plain, and incidents well link'd; Tell not as new what ev'ry body knows; and, new or old, still hasten to a close.

He would not, with a peremptory tone, Assert the nose upon his face his own.

Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.

Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower; Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads.

Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys: Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex whose presence civilizes ours.

There is a pleasure in poetic pains. Which only poets know.

Made poetry a mere mechanic art.

Th' embroid'ry of poetic dreams.