 God made the country, and man made the town What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?  Poems - Page 29by William Cowper - 1808Full view - About this book
 | Leonore Davidoff - History - 1995 - 294 pages
...It was summed up hy Cowper writing only two years after Crahhe, in his damning verdict that God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then, that health and virtue . . . . . . should most ahound. And least he threatened in the fields and groves? The characteristics... | |
 | Emily Toth, Per Seyersted - Literary Criticism - 1998 - 366 pages
...bent brush, as through the verdant maze Of Sweet-brier hedges I pursue my walk." Thompson. "God made the country and man made the town. What wonder then,...health and virtue, gifts That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields... | |
 | Joan W. Goodwin - Biography & Autobiography - 1998 - 436 pages
...town," but she had found in Cowper's "The Task" a passage that confirmed her own feelings: God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then...health and virtue, gifts That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields... | |
 | John Sitter - Literary Criticism - 2001 - 322 pages
...later eighteenth-century orthodoxy that rural living was ethically superior to urban living: God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then, that health and virtue, gifts 100 That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, should most abound And... | |
 | William Cowper - Literary Collections - 2003 - 124 pages
...His firm stability to what he scorns— More fixt below, the more disturb'd above. [749-774] God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts 750 That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, should most abound And... | |
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