Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.
Edward Young
Poor in abundance, famish'd ...
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On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, in every rill a sweet instruction flows.
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Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
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Tis immortality, 'tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill. That only, and that amply this performs.
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And all may do what has by man been done.
Edward Young
How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! A frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! Insect infinite! A worm! A God!
Edward Young
