While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun. As tapers waste the moment they take fire.
Edward Young (1683 - 1765)
Source: Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 717.
Contributed by: Zaady
How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
Source: Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 602.
The man that makes a character makes foes.
Source: To Mr. Pope. Epistle i. Line 28.
There is nothing of which men are more liberal than their good advice, be their stock of it ever so small; because it seems to carry in it an intimation of their own influence, importance or worth.
Affliction is the good man's shining scene; prosperity conceals his brightest ray; as night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
Amid my list of blessings infinite, stands this the foremost, "that my heart has bled."
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.
Like our shadows, Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
Source: Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 661.
Too low they build who build beneath the stars.
By night an atheist half believes a God.
Source: Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 177.
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