Maxioms by Edward Young
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.
O how loud
It calls devotion! genuine growth of night!
Devotion! daughter of Astronomy!
read more
O how loud
It calls devotion! genuine growth of night!
Devotion! daughter of Astronomy!
As undevout Astronomer is mad.
Fond man! the vision of a moment made!
Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!
Fond man! the vision of a moment made!
Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, read more
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.