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When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Quits
Bless
Quitting
Despair
Heaven
Pain

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One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.
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Praise, more divine than prayer prayer points our ready path to heaven praise is already there.
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An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave legions of angels can't confine me there.
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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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Ambition! powerful source of good and ill!
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Titles are marks of honest men, and wise The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
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Fame is the shade of immortality, And in itself a shadow. Soon as caught, Contemn'd it shrinks to nothing in the grasp.
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We push time from us, and we wish him back * * * * * * Life we think long and short death seek and shun.
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It calls Devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! Daughter of Astronomy! An undevout astronomer is mad!
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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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