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One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.

Edward Young

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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Upham
Hampshire
Full
Heaven
Eye
Death

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Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.
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Man maketh a death which Nature never made.
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Men are but men we did not make ourselves.
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The course of Nature is the art of God
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By all means use some time to be alone.
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A land of levity is a land of guilt.
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The man of wisdom is the man of years.
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What most we wish, with ease we fancy near.
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The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.
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It is great and manly to disdain disguise it shows our spirit and proves our strength.
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A man I knew who lived upon a smile, And well it fed him he look'd plump and fair, While rankest venom foam'd through every vein.
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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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Time elaborately thrown away.
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Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.
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When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees
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Accept a miracle, instead of wit See two dull lines, with Stanhope's pencil writ.
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Man wants little, nor that little long.
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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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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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