A dearth of words a woman need not fear; But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear: In that the skill of conversation lies; That shows and makes you both polite and wise.
Edward YoungTired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes.
Edward YoungMan wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for an hour!
Edward YoungThy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
Edward Young