Edward Young

Amid my list of blessings infinite,
Stands this the foremost, "That my heart has bled."

Amid my list of blessings infinite,
Stands this the foremost, "That my heart has bled."

What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it read more

What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it censures too.

Then lady Cynthia, mistress of the shade,
Goes, with the fashionable owls, to bed.

Then lady Cynthia, mistress of the shade,
Goes, with the fashionable owls, to bed.

The man that blushes is not quite a brute.

The man that blushes is not quite a brute.

Narcissus is the glory of his race:
For who does nothing with a better grace?

Narcissus is the glory of his race:
For who does nothing with a better grace?