Man makes a death which Nature never made. And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one. Edward Young More Quotes by Edward Young More Quotes From Edward Young Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale? Edward Young good-manguiltmen The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety. Edward Young trustsafetysea Less base the fear of death than fear of life. Edward Young fear-of-deathinspirelife Procrastination is the thief of time; year after year it steals, till all are fled, and to the mercies of a moment leaves the vast concerns of an eternal state. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; at fifty chides his infamous delay, pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; in all the magnanimity of thought, resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same. Edward Young procrastinationmenyears The soul of man was made to walk the skies. Edward Young soulskymen Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes. Edward Young naturesleepsweet Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man! Edward Young unjustnaturemen But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss, Heighten'd indeed beyond all mortal pleasures; But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl. Edward Young winelovegiving Ah! what is human life? How, like the dial's tardy-moving shade, Day after day slides from us unperceiv'd! The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth; Too subtle is the movement to be seen; Yet soon the hour is up--and we are gone. Edward Young slideslifemoving Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids; Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall. Edward Young egyptmenfall Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Edward Young thronesnightworld Unlearned men of books assume the care, Edward Young librarymenbook There buds the promise of celestial worth. Edward Young celestialbudpromise Affliction is the good man's shining scene; prosperity conceals his brightest ray; as night to stars, woe lustre gives to man. Edward Young starsmennight Youth is not rich in time; it may be poor; Part with it as with money, sparing; pay No moment but in purchase of its worth, And what it's worth, ask death-beds; they can tell. Edward Young bedmaypay Prayer ardent opens heaven. Edward Young ardentprayerheaven It calls Devotion! genuine growth of night! Devotion! Daughter of Astronomy! An undevout astronomer is mad! Edward Young maddaughternight Virtue alone has majesty in death. Edward Young majestydyingdeath We are not all great because we are inspired, but we feel great because we are. Edward Young inspiredfeelsinspirational Age should fly concourse, cover in retreat defects of judgment, and the will subdue; walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of that vast ocean it must sail so soon. Edward Young thoughtfuloceansilence
