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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Page 309

Edward Young. (1683–1765) (continued)

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We see time’s furrows on another’s brow,
And death intrench’d, preparing his assault;
How few themselves in that just mirror see!

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 627.

3333

Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines. 1

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 661.

3334

While man is growing, life is in decrease;
And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun. 2

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 717.

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That life is long which answers life’s great end.

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 773.

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The man of wisdom is the man of years.

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 775.

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Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow. 3

Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 1011.

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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.

Night Thoughts. Night vi. Line 309.

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And all may do what has by man been done.

Night Thoughts. Night vi. Line 606.

3340

The man that blushes is not quite a brute.

Night Thoughts. Night vii. Line 496.

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Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.

Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 215.

3342

Prayer ardent opens heaven.

Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 721.

3343

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 793.

3344

To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain.

Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 1045.

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Final Ruin fiercely drives
Her ploughshare o’er creation. 4

Night Thoughts. Night ix. 167.

Note 1.
See Dryden, Quotation 11. [back]

Note 2.
See Bishop Hall, Quotation 2. [back]

Note 3.
See Quarles, Quotation 1. [back]

Note 4.
Stern Ruin’s ploughshare drives elate
Full on thy bloom.
Robert Burns: To a Mountain Daisy. [back]

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