Nathaniel Cotton

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Nathaniel Cotton

Nathaniel Cotton (1707–1788) was an English physician and poet.

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  • If solid happiness we prize,
    Within our breast this jewel lies,
    And they are fools who roam.
    The world has nothing to bestow;
    From our own selves our joys must flow,
    And that dear hut, our home.
    • The Fireside, stanza 3, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • To be resign'd when ills betide,
    Patient when favours are deni'd,
    And pleas'd with favours given,—
    Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part;
    This is that incense of the heart
    Whose fragrance smells to heaven.
    • The Fireside, stanza 11, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare: "The incense of the heart may rise", Pierpont, Every Place a Temple, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Thus hand in hand through life we'll go;
    Its checker'd paths of joy and woe
    With cautious steps we 'll tread.
    • The Fireside, Stanza 31, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Yet still we hug the dear deceit.
    • Content, Vision iv, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee.
    • To-morrow, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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