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| Tired natures sweet restorer, balmy sleep! |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 1. |
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Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre oer a slumbering world. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 18. |
| 3 |
Creation sleeps! T is as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause, An awful pause! prophetic of her end. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 23. |
| 4 |
The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 55. |
| 5 |
| Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 67. |
| 6 |
| To waft a feather or to drown a fly. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 154. |
| 7 |
Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 212. |
| 8 |
| Be wise to-day; t is madness to defer. 1 |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 390. |
| 9 |
| Procrastination is the thief of time. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 393. |
| 10 |
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 417. |
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| 11 |
| All men think all men mortal but themselves. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 424. |
| 12 |
| He mourns the dead who lives as they desire. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 24. |
| 13 |
| And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 51. |
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Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 90. |
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I ve lost a day!the prince who nobly cried, Had been an emperor without his crown. 2 |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 99. |
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Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man! |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 112. |
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| The spirit walks of every day deceased. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 180. |
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Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites, Hell threatens. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 292. |
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| Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 334. |
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T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 376. |
| 21 |
Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopend to the sun. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 466. |
| 22 |
| How blessings brighten as they take their flight! |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 602. |
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The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privilegd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 633. |
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| A death-bed s a detector of the heart. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 641. |
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Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each others heel. 3 |
| Night Thoughts. Night iii. Line 63. |
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Beautiful as sweet, And young as beautiful, and soft as young, And gay as soft, and innocent as gay! |
| Night Thoughts. Night iii. Line 81. |
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Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there; Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love. 4 |
| Night Thoughts. Night iii. Line 104. |
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Heavens Sovereign saves all beings but himself That hideous sight,a naked human heart. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iii. Line 226. |
| 29 |
The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave, The deep damp vault, the darkness and the worm. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 10. |
| 30 |
| Man makes a death which Nature never made. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 15. |
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| And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 17. |
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| Wishing, of all employments, is the worst. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 71. |
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| Man wants but little, nor that little long. 5 |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 118. |
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| A God all mercy is a God unjust. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 233. |
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| T is impious in a good man to be sad. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 676. |
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| A Christian is the highest style of man. 6 |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 788. |
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| Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die. |
| Night Thoughts. Night iv. Line 843. |
| 38 |
| By night an atheist half believes a God. |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 177. |
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Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhald and went to heaven. 7 |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 600. |
| 40 |
We see times furrows on anothers brow, And death intrenchd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see! |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 627. |
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Like our shadows, Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines. 8 |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 661. |
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While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun. 9 |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 717. |
| 43 |
| That life is long which answers lifes great end. |
| Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 773. |
| 44 |
| 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. 10 |
| 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 Egypts 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. |
| 48 |
| 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. |
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| Prayer ardent opens heaven. |
| Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 721. |
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| A man of pleasure is a man of pains. |
| Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 793. |
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| 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 oer creation. 11 |
| Night Thoughts. Night ix. 167. |
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T is elder Scripture, writ by Gods own hand, Scripture authentic! uncorrupt by man. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ix. Line 644. |
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| An undevout astronomer is mad. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ix. Line 771. |
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| The course of Nature is the art of God. 12 |
| Night Thoughts. Night ix. Line 1267. |
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The love of praise, howeer conceald by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in evry heart. |
| Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 51. |
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Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote. |
| Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 89. |
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Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies. |
| Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 145. |
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They that on glorious ancestors enlarge, Produce their debt instead of their discharge. |
| Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 147. |
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| None think the great unhappy but the great. 13 |
| Love of Fame. Satire i. Line 238. |
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Unlearned men of books assume the care, As eunuchs are the guardians of the fair. |
| Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 83. |
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The booby father craves a booby son, And by Heavens blessing thinks himself undone. |
| Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 165. |
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Where Natures end of language is declind, And men talk only to conceal the mind. 14 |
| Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 207. |
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Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. |
| Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 282. |
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| And waste their music on the savage race. 15 |
| Love of Fame. Satire v. Line 228. |
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For her own breakfast she ll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a stratagem. |
| Love of Fame. Satire vi. Line 190. |
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Think naught a trifle, though it small appear; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life. |
| Love of Fame. Satire vi. Line 208. |
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One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; To murder thousands takes a specious name, Wars glorious art, and gives immortal fame. |
| Love of Fame. Satire vii. Line 55. |
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How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun. |
| Love of Fame. Satire vii. Line 97. |
| 71 |
| The man that makes a character makes foes. |
| To Mr. Pope. Epistle i. Line 28. |
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Their feet through faithless leather met the dirt, And oftener changd their principles than shirt. |
| To Mr. Pope. Epistle i. Line 277. |
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Accept a miracle instead of wit, See two dull lines with Stanhopes pencil writ. |
| Lines written with the Diamond Pencil of Lord Chesterfield. |
| 74 |
| Time elaborately thrown away. |
| The Last Day. Book i. |
| 75 |
| There buds the promise of celestial worth. |
| The Last Day. Book iii. |
| 76 |
| In records that defy the tooth of time. |
| The Statesmans Creed. |
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| Great let me call him, for he conquered me. |
| The Revenge. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| 78 |
Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue. |
| The Revenge. Act v. Sc. 2. |
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The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear. |
| The Revenge. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 80 |
| And friend received with thumps upon the back. 16 |
| Universal Passion. |