John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Edward Young. (1683–1765) (continued) |
| 3301 |
| Procrastination is the thief of time. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 393. |
| 3302 |
| At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 417. |
| 3303 |
| All men think all men mortal but themselves. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 424. |
| 3304 |
| He mourns the dead who lives as they desire. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 24. |
| 3305 |
| And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 51. |
| 3306 |
| Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 90. |
| 3307 |
| “I ’ve lost a day!”—the prince who nobly cried, Had been an emperor without his crown. 1 |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 99. |
| 3308 |
| Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man! |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 112. |
| 3309 |
| The spirit walks of every day deceased. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 180. |
| 3310 |
| Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites, Hell threatens. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 292. |
| 3311 |
| Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 334. |
| 3312 |
| ’T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 376. |
| 3313 |
| Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen’d to the sun. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 466. |
| 3314 |
| How blessings brighten as they take their flight! |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 602. |
| 3315 |
| The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg’d beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 633. |
| 3316 |
| A death-bed ’s a detector of the heart. |
| Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 641. |
| Note 1. Suetonius says of the Emperor Titus: “Once at supper, reflecting that he had done nothing for any that day, he broke out into that memorable and justly admired saying, ‘My friends, I have lost a day!’”—Suetonius: Lives of the Twelve Cæsars. (Translation by Alexander Thomson.) [back] |