Edward Young Quotes
English poet, best remembered for Night Thoughts.
(1683 - 1765)
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" I've lost a day" - the prince who nobly cried, had been an emperor without his crown.
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'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours and ask them what report they bore to heaven, and how they might have borne more welcome news.
[Meditation]
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'Tis impious in a good man to be sad.
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A Christian is the highest style of man.
[Christian]
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A father's heart is tender, though the man's is made of stone.
[Love]
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A foe to God was never a true friend to man.
[God]
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A fool at forty is a fool indeed.
[Fools]
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A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
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A God all mercy is a God unjust.
[Mercy]
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A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
[Pain]
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A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
[Reflection]
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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.
[Affliction]
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Age should fly concourse, cover in repeat defects of judgment, and the will subdue; walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of that vast ocean it must sail so soon.
[Age]
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All evils natural, are moral goods; all discipline, indulgence on the whole.
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All feeling of futurity benumbed; all Godlike passion for externals quenched; all relish of realities expired; imbruted every faculty divine; heart buried in the rubbish of the world.
[Insensibility]
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All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
[Mortality]
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Amid my list of blessings infinite, stands this the foremost, "that my heart has bled."
[Affliction]
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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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An undevout astronomer is mad.
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