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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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As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
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Man wants little, nor that little long.
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Man maketh a death which Nature never made.
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What most we wish, with ease we fancy near.
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A Christian is the highest style of man.
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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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Who gives an empire, by the gift defeats All end of giving and procures contempt Instead of gratitude.
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This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us embryos of existence free.
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