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Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.

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
Greek
Seek
Poet
Come
Must
Marble
Poets
Latin
Lasting

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While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.
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Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so 'tis but what we in our autumn do.
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How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
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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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Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath receiv'd our yoke.
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Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
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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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Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.
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Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.
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Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.
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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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What use of oaths, of promise, or of test, where men regard no God but interest?
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The fear of Hell, or aiming to be blest, Savors too much of private interest. This moved not Moses, nor the zealous Paul, Who for their friends abandoned soul and all.
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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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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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Music so softens and disarms the mind That not an arrow does resistance find.
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The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made.
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The fear of God is freedom, joy, and peace And makes all ills that vex us here to cease.
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Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.
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All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.
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