The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss; it breaks at every breeze. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
When men of infamy to grandeur soar, They light a torch to show their shame the more. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself.… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale? — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Men should press forward, in fame's glorious chase; Nobles look backward, and so lose the race. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay, Provides a home from which to run away. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Man wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man! — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Unlearned men of books assume the care, As eunuchs are the guardians of the fair. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
The man who consecrates his hours by vigorous effort, and an honest aim, at once he draws the sting of life and… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
This vast and solid earth, that blazing sun, Those skies, thro' which it rolls, must all have end. What then is man?… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Give me, indulgent gods with mind serene, And guiltless heart, to range the sylvan scene, No splendid poverty, no smiling care, No well-bred hate,… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
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