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The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made.
Edmund Waller
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Edmund Waller
Age: 81 †
Born: 1606
Born: March 3
Died: 1687
Died: October 21
Poet
Politician
Writer
Coleshill
Buckinghamshire
Gentleman that loves the peace
True son of the Church of England and a lover of his countries liberty
Edmund Waller
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His kingdom come! For this we pray in vain, Unless He does in our affections reign. How fond it were to wish for such a King, And no obedience to his sceptre bring, Whose yoke is easy, and His burthen light His service freedom, and His judgments right.
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To love is to believe, to hope, to know 'Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below!
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Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
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Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot.
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Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.
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Poets may boast (as safely-vain) Their work shall with the world remain: Both bound together, live, or die, The verses and the prophecy. But who can hope his lines shou'd long Last, in a daily changing tongue? While they are new, envy prevails, And as that dies, our language fails.
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To man, that was in th' evening made, Stars gave the first delight Admiring, in the gloomy shade, Those little drops of light.
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With wisdom fraught not such as books, but such as practice taught.
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That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
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Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.
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Others may use the ocean as their road Only the English make it their abode.
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And keeps the palace of the soul.
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Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.
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In other things the knowing artist may Judge better than the people but a play, (Made for delight, and for no other use) If you approve it not, has no excuse.
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Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.
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