Quotes About Edward Young

As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.

A God all mercy is a God unjust.

Accept a miracle, instead of wit See two dull lines, with Stanhope's pencil writ.

The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art,Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.

Creation sleeps! 'Tis as the general pulseOf life stood still, and Nature made a pause;An awful pause! prophetic of her end.

Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene

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.

Whate'er th' Almighty's subsequent command, His first command is this - "Man, love thyself."

Procrastination is, as Edward Young said in about sixteen ninety-five, the thief of time.