Edward Young
Edward Young
Edward Youngwas an English poet, best remembered for Night-Thoughts...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 July 1683
birthday wise fortune-cookie
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
wise procrastination next-day
Be wise today; 'tis madness to defer. Next day the fatal precedent will plead; thus on, til wisdom is pushed our of life.
wise time angel
The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours.
wise madness being-wise
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.
wise joy bliss
The weak have remedies, the wise have joys; superior wisdom is superior bliss.
wise honesty lying
Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
wise past heaven
'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.
song lying dust
Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? What tho' we wade in Wealth, or soar in Fame? Earth's highest station ends in 'Here he lies;' and 'Dust to dust' concludes the noblest songs.
men conscience
The soft whispers of the God in man.
men caught cruelty
Inhumanity is caught from man, From smiling man.
echoes whispering world
The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.
sweet quality body
The qualities all in a bee that we meet, In an epigram never should fail; The body should always be little and sweet, And a sting should be felt in its tail.
hours eternity poor
And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?