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By all means use some time to be alone.
Edward Young
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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
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Give me, indulgent gods with mind serene, And guiltless heart, to range the sylvan scene, No splendid poverty, no smiling care, No well-bred hate, or servile grandeur, there.
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When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees
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Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.
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Pity swells the tide of love.
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He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.
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Fond man! the vision of a moment made! Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!
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Ne'er to meet, or ne'er to part, is peace.
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The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss it breaks at every breeze.
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There buds the promise of celestial worth.
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A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
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And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
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Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.
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Horace appears in good humor while he censures, and therefore his censure has the more weight, as supposed to proceed from judgment and not from passion.
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Wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue.
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A land of levity is a land of guilt.
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Be wise to-day 't is madness to defer.
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He sins against this life, who slights the next.
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How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!
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Virtue alone has majesty in death.
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The man who consecrates his hours by vigorous effort, and an honest aim, at once he draws the sting of life and Death he walks with nature and her paths are peace.
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