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But virtue too, as well as vice, is clad in flesh and blood.
Edmund Waller
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Edmund Waller
Age: 81 †
Born: 1606
Born: March 3
Died: 1687
Died: October 21
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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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And keeps the palace of the soul.
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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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Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.
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He that alone would wise and mighty be,Commands that others love as well as he.Love as he lov'd! - How can we soar so high?-He can add wings when he commands to fly.Nor should we be with this command dismay'dHe that examples gives will give his aid:For he took flesh, that where his precepts fall,His practice, as a pattern, may prevail.
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The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
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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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Virtue's a stronger guard than brass.
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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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How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
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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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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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What use of oaths, of promise, or of test, where men regard no God but interest?
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Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.
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Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care! Over whose heads those arrows fly, Of sad distrust and jealousy.
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Happy the innocent whose equal thoughts are free from anguish as they are from faults.
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Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.
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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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Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.
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Others may use the ocean as their road Only the English make it their abode.
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