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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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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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Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
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Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
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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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Others may use the ocean as their road Only the English make it their abode.
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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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Happy the innocent whose equal thoughts are free from anguish as they are from faults.
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Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.
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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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Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.
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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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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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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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While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.
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And keeps the palace of the soul.
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Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song.
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Music so softens and disarms the mind That not an arrow does resistance find.
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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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