A death-bed 's a detector of the heart.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
- Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 641
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
- Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 641
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- And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell.
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Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii... - Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites,
Hell threatens. -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night... - Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
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Night Thoughts, Night v, Line... - Man makes a death which Nature never made.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
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Night Thoughts, Night iv, Line... - How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
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Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii... - Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
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Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line... - He mourns the dead who lives as they desire.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
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Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line... - The spirit walks of every day deceased.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765)
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Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line... - Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii...
