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Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.
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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Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.
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How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!
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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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While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.
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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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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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Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
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Virtue's a stronger guard than brass.
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Since thou wouldst needs, bewitched with some ill charms, Be buried in those monumental arms: As we can wish, is, may that earth lie light Upon thy tender limbs, and so good night.
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Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.
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