Day buries day; month, month; and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths. Edward Young More Quotes by Edward Young More Quotes From Edward Young How blessings brighten as they take their flight. Edward Young flightliteratureblessing Too low they build who build below the skies. Edward Young goalliteraturesky Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Edward Young richfancynature Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven. Edward Young dewmorningheaven A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs. Edward Young soulreflectionrunning 'T is impious in a good man to be sad. Edward Young good-manmen How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity! Edward Young deitiesaugustmen We are all born originals - why is it so many of us die copies? Edward Young being-uniquebeing-differentinspirational Fond man! the vision of a moment made! Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade! Edward Young visiondreammen The qualities all in a bee that we meet, In an epigram never should fail; The body should always be little and sweet, And a sting should be felt in its tail. Edward Young qualitytailssweet A death-bed's a detector of the heart. Edward Young death-bedbedheart How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! A frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! Insect infinite! A worm! A God! Edward Young greatnessmenchildren The course of Nature is the art of God Edward Young coursesnatureart Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, "That all men are about to live." Edward Young bearsmistakemen Our birth is nothing but our death begun; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire. Edward Young dyingfiredeath Mine is the night, with all her stars. Edward Young minesstarsnight Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life! Edward Young leisurewheelspain Where boasting ends, there dignity begins. Edward Young boastdignityends The booby father craves a booby son, And by Heaven's blessing thinks himself undone. Edward Young blessingfatherson Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?. Edward Young gloryracedoe
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