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Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Rarely
Fancy
Rich
Poor
Lives
Nature
Never

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Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue.
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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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And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
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Be wise with speed a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
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O! lost to virtue, lost to manly thought, Lost to the noble sallies of the soul! Who think it solitude to be alone.
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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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Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
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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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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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Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven.
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He sins against this life, who slights the next.
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Truth never was indebted to a lie
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The spirit walks of every day deceased.
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Read nature nature is a friend to truth.
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Age should fly concourse, cover in retreat defects of judgment, and the will subdue walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of that vast ocean it must sail so soon.
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Youth is not rich in time it may be poor Part with it as with money, sparing pay No moment but in purchase of its worth, And what it's worth, ask death-beds they can tell.
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The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.
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The qualities all in a bee that we meet, In an epigram never should fail The body should always be little and sweet, And a sting should be felt in its tail.
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