Edmund Waller was a renowned 17th-century English poet, known for his lyrical and satirical poems. His works hold significant地位 in literary history and have had a profound impact on subsequent poets.
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“Lampoons, like squibs, may make a present blaze; but time and thunder pay respect to bays.”
“My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move!”
“Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song.”
“While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.”
“The fear of God is freedom, joy, and peace; And makes all ills that vex us here to cease.”
“Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so; 'tis but what we in our autumn do.”
“Happy the innocent whose equal thoughts are free from anguish as they are from faults.”
“What use of oaths, of promise, or of test, where men regard no God but interest?”
“When religion doth with virtue join, it makes a hero like an angel shine.”
“All things but one you can restore; the heart you get returns no more.”
“Gods, that never change their state, vary oft their love and hate.”
“But virtue too, as well as vice, is clad in flesh and blood.”
“Virtue's a stronger guard than brass.”
“Ingenious to their ruin, every age improves the art and instruments of rage.”
“With wisdom fraught; not such as books, but such as practice taught.”
“Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.”
“If its length be not considered a merit, it hath no other.”
“Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.”
“To love is to believe, to hope, to know; 'Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below!”
“How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!”
“Music so softens and disarms the mind That not an arrow does resistance find.”
“All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.”
“Give us enough but with a sparing hand.”
“His love at once and dread instruct our thought; As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.”
“So must the writer, whose productions should Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould.”
“Poets that lasting marble seek, Must come in Latin or in Greek.”
“The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.”
“The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more!”
“Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath receiv'd our yoke.”
