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Heaven wills our happiness, allows our doom.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Wills
Doom
Allows
Heaven
Happiness

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It calls Devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! Daughter of Astronomy! An undevout astronomer is mad!
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Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.
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The course of Nature is the art of God
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Ambition! powerful source of good and ill!
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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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The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done
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There is nothing of which men are more liberal than their good advice, be their stock of it ever so small because it seems to carry in it an intimation of their own influence, importance or worth.
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The purpose firm is equal to the deed
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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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The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
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There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired.
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Men before you have quit smoking - you can too!
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Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves. Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid, sound When cut by wit, it casts a brighter beam Yet, wit apart, it is a diamond still.
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Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
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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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Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue.
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The man that makes a character, makes foes.
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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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