Maxioms by Edward Young
What folly can be ranker. Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
What folly can be ranker. Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew
She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.
Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew
She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.
