Creation Sleeps! 'T Is As The General Pulse Of Life Stood Still, And Nature Made A Pause,-- An Awful Pause!

Man makes a death which Nature never made.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night iv, Line 15...
That life is long which answers life's great end.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night v, Line 773...
Final Ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ix, Line 167...
Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep!
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 1...
The course of Nature is the art of God.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night ix, Line 1267...
Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 18...
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 390...
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 67...
To waft a feather or to drown a fly.
-- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 154...