Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes.
Edward Young (1683 - 1765)
Source: The Complaint: Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 1.
Contributed by: Zaady
Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue.
Source: The Revenge. Act v. Sc. 2.
Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.
Source: Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 207.
'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.
Source: Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 376.
Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Source: Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 466.
Time elaborately thrown away.
Source: The Last Day. Book i.
Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites, Hell threatens.
Source: Night Thoughts. Night ii Line 292.
We see time's furrows on another's brow, And death intrench'd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see!
Source: Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 627.
Time wasted is existence; used is life.
Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
Source: Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 145.
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