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The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
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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While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.
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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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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 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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What use of oaths, of promise, or of test, where men regard no God but interest?
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Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so 'tis but what we in our autumn do.
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The rising sun complies with our weak sight, First gilds the clouds, then shows his globe of light At such a distance from our eyes, as though He knew what harm his hasty beams would do.
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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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But virtue too, as well as vice, is clad in flesh and blood.
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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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Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song.
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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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