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Edward Young (1683 – 1765)


English poet, best remembered for Night Thoughts.
Edward Young
Souls made of fire, and children of the sun,
With whom revenge is virtue.
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A God all mercy is a God unjust.
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Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne,
In rayless majesty, now stretches forth
Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world.




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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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Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer.
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Man wants little, nor that little long.
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While man is growing, life is in decrease;
And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun.
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Procrastination is the thief of time.
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There buds the promise of celestial worth.
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We see time’s furrows on another’s brow,
And death intrench’d, preparing his assault;
How few themselves in that just mirror see!
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With skill she vibrates her eternal tongue,
Forever most divinely in the wrong.




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A soul without reflection, like a pile
Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
Edward Young
How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun.
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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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They that on glorious ancestors enlarge,
Produce their debt instead of their discharge.
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A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
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The course of Nature is the art of God.
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In records that defy the tooth of time.
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Unlearned men of books assume the care,
As eunuchs are the guardians of the fair.
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Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.


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