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Who combats with a brother, wounds himself.

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
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Day buries day month, month and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths.
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One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.
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Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven.
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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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Angels are men of a superior kind Angels are men in lighter habit clad.
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One to destroy, is murder by the law and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame.
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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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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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Virtue alone has majesty in death.
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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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Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, That all men are about to live.
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Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
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But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
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Wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue.
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The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
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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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There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired.
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Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.
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Life is the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority.
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