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Wishing of all employments is the worst

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Wishing
Employment
Worst
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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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A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
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Like our shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
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Fame is the shade of immortality, And in itself a shadow. Soon as caught, Contemn'd it shrinks to nothing in the grasp.
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When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.
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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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It calls Devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! Daughter of Astronomy! An undevout astronomer is mad!
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The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay, Provides a home from which to run away.
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The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
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None think the great unhappy, but the great.
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Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
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Man makes a death which Nature never made. And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
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The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done
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By all means use some time to be alone.
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Time elaborately thrown away.
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Think naught a trifle, though it small appear Small stands the mountain, moments make the year, and trifles life.
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Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves. Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid, sound When cut by wit, it casts a brighter beam Yet, wit apart, it is a diamond still.
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But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
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Less base the fear of death than fear of life.
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