Edward Young
Edward Young
Edward Youngwas an English poet, best remembered for Night-Thoughts...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 July 1683
suicide wings soul
Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.
pain soul comfort
Tis immortality, 'tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill. That only, and that amply this performs.
men wife soul
Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part.
thinking soul solitude
O! lost to virtue, lost to manly thought, Lost to the noble sallies of the soul! Who think it solitude to be alone.
men sky soul
The soul of man was made to walk the skies.
running reflection soul
A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
began believe chance courage develop fast fill gave glow happiness kinds limited looked mind placed rid tangled treating tried truths tune warm zeal
I had looked for happiness in fast living, but it was not there. I tried to find it in money, but it was not there either. But when I placed myself in tune with what I believe to be the fundamental truths of life, when I began to develop my limited ability, to rid my mind of all kinds of tangled thoughts, and fill it with zeal and courage and love, when I gave myself a chance by treating myself decently and sensibly, I began to feel the stimulating, warm glow of happiness.
accept dull instead lines miracle pencil wit
Accept a miracle instead of wit and see two dull lines with Stanhope's pencil writ.
breakfast nor project stratagem tea
For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a stratagem
due example examples favor inspection intimidate judgment lessen prejudice prevent
Illustrious examples engross, prejudice, and intimidate. They engross our attention, and so prevent a due inspection of ourselves; they prejudice our judgment in favor of their abilities, and so lessen the sense of our own; and they intimidate us with the
english-poet less seems thou
Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever? Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live at all? This is a miracle; and that no more.
english-poet idlers
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
beneath
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
men themselves
All men think all men mortal, but themselves