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Thou hast been called, O sleep, the friend of woe, But 'tis the happy that have called thee so.
Robert Southey
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Robert Southey
Age: 68 †
Born: 1774
Born: August 12
Died: 1843
Died: March 21
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You are old, Father William, the young man cried, The few locks which are left you are gray You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,- Now tell me the reason I pray.
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A stubborn mind conduces as little to wisdom or even to knowledge, as a stubborn temper to happiness
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From his brimstone bed, at break of day, A-walking the Devil is gone, To look at his little snug farm of the World, And see how his stock went on.
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The grave is but the threshold of eternity. What a world were this, how unendurable its weight, If they whom death hath sundered, did not meet again!
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Man hath a weary pilgrimage, As through the word he wends On every stage, from youth to age, Still discontent attends.
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In the days of my youth I remembered my God! And He hath not forgotten my age.
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There is another world for all that live and move-a better one!
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Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams Nor is man rooted, like a tree, whose seed, the winds on some ungenial soil have cast there, where it cannot prosper.
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I cannot believe in an eternity of hell. I hope God will forgive me if I err but in this matter I cannot say, Lord help my unbelief.
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