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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Elaborately
Thrown
Away
Time

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The man of wisdom is the man of years.
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I've known my lady (for she loves a tune) For fevers take an opera in June: And, though perhaps you'll think the practice bold, A midnight park is sov'reign for a cold.
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What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach, 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind And while it satisfies, it censures too.
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The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.
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Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.
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Tis immortality, 'tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill. That only, and that amply this performs.
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None think the great unhappy, but the great.
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Who combats with a brother, wounds himself.
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Affliction is the good man's shining scene prosperity conceals his brightest ray as night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
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Less base the fear of death than fear of life.
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What tender force, what dignity divine, what virtue consecrating every feature around that neck what dross are gold and pearl!
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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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Old men love novelties the last arriv'd Still pleases best the youngest steals their smiles.
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Virtue alone has majesty in death.
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One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.
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A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
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Praise, more divine than prayer prayer points our ready path to heaven praise is already there.
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Angels are men of a superior kind Angels are men in lighter habit clad.
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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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Inhumanity is caught from man, From smiling man.
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