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• The course of Nature is the art of God.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night ix, Line 1267...
• An undevout astronomer is mad. -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night ix, Line 771
• Creation sleeps! 'T is as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause,-- An awful pause!
  prophetic of her end. -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night i, Line 23...
• T is elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand,-- Scripture authentic!
  uncorrupt by man. -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Night Thoughts, Night ix, Line 644...
• Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there
  Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love....
• 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...
• By night an atheist half believes a God.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night v, Line 177...
• A death-bed 's a detector of the heart.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night ii, Line 641...
• And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) - Night Thoughts, Night iv, Line 17...