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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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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Soul
Amid
Life
Pains
Emptiness
Immortality
Fill
Amply
Comfort
Abasement
Alone
Performs
Pain
Elevate

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Accept a miracle, instead of wit See two dull lines, with Stanhope's pencil writ.
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Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly angels could no more.
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