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Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot.
Edmund Waller
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Edmund Waller
Age: 81 †
Born: 1606
Born: March 3
Died: 1687
Died: October 21
Poet
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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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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.
Edmund Waller
Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.
Edmund Waller
Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.
Edmund Waller
Music so softens and disarms the mind That not an arrow does resistance find.
Edmund Waller
To love is to believe, to hope, to know 'Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below!
Edmund Waller
The fear of God is freedom, joy, and peace And makes all ills that vex us here to cease.
Edmund Waller
Virtue's a stronger guard than brass.
Edmund Waller
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.
Edmund Waller
All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.
Edmund Waller
Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.
Edmund Waller
Others may use the ocean as their road Only the English make it their abode.
Edmund Waller
The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
Edmund Waller
Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.
Edmund Waller
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.
Edmund Waller
Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.
Edmund Waller
How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
Edmund Waller
Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
Edmund Waller
Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care! Over whose heads those arrows fly, Of sad distrust and jealousy.
Edmund Waller
Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.
Edmund Waller
Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song.
Edmund Waller
