Quote #42
A death-bed 's a detector of the heart.
More from Edward Young
- 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.
- Virtue alone has majesty in death.
- How blessings brighten as they take their flight!
- Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
- Friendship's the wine of life; but friendship new (Not such was his) is neither strong nor pure.
- Beautiful as sweet! And young as beautiful! and soft as young! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay.
- A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
- Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there; Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love.