Nathaniel Cotton

Nathaniel Cotton (1707 – August 2, 1788) was an English physician and poet.

Quotes

 * 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).

Visions in Verse

 * How great his theft, who robs himself!
 * "Pleasure"


 * 'Tis the last act which crowns the play.
 * "Death"