Edward Young

An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.

An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.

Much learning shows how little mortals know; much wealth, how little wordings enjoy.

Much learning shows how little mortals know; much wealth, how little wordings enjoy.

Thou art so witty, profligate and thin,
At once we think thee Satan, Death and Sin.

Thou art so witty, profligate and thin,
At once we think thee Satan, Death and Sin.

A man I knew who lived upon a smile,
And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair,
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A man I knew who lived upon a smile,
And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair,
While rankest venom foam'd through every vein.

Inhumanity is caught from man,
From smiling man.

Inhumanity is caught from man,
From smiling man.