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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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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Men
Conceal
Talk
Language
Nature
Ends
Mind

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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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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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And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
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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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The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours.
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When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees
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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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Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, That all men are about to live.
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Less base the fear of death than fear of life.
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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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A tardy vengeance shares the tyrant's guilt.
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The spirit walks of every day deceased.
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Who, for the poor renown of being smart, Would leave a sting within a brother's heart?
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