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There buds the promise of celestial worth.
Edward Young
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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
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Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
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And friend received with thumps upon the back.
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Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
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He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.
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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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When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.
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Be wise with speed a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
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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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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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Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.
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As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
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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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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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Man maketh a death which Nature never made.
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He sins against this life, who slights the next.
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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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Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
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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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Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor who lives to fancy, never can be rich.
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