Maxioms by Edward Young
A dearth of words a woman need not fear;
But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear:
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A dearth of words a woman need not fear;
But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear:
In that the skill of conversation lies;
That shows and makes you both polite and wise.
What folly can be ranker. Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
What folly can be ranker. Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.
When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
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At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, chides his infamous delay,
Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve,
In all the magnanimity of thought;
Resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same.
And why? because he thinks himself immortal,
All men think all men mortal but themselves.
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.
