A Quote by Edward Young

Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn. — © Edward Young
Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.
I who still pray at morning and at eve Thrice in my life perhaps have truly prayed, Thrice stirred below conscious self Have felt that perfect disenthrallment which is God.
What makes art in general, and literature in particular, remarkable, what distinguishes them from life, is precisely that they abhor repetition. In everyday life, you can tell the same joke thrice and, thrice getting a laugh, become the life of the party. In art, though, this sort of conduct is called 'cliche.'
Twice or thrice had I loved thee before I knew thy face or name, so in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, angels affect us oft, and worshiped be.
Take heed of a person marked, and a Widdow thrice married. [Take heed of a person marked, and a widow thrice married.]
And thrice do I say to thee...bite me.
France is a meddow that cuts thrice a yeere.
Let not sleep fall upon thy eyes till thou has thrice reviewed the transactions of the past day. Where have I turned aside from rectitude? What have I been doing? What have I left undone, which I ought to have done?
Once lucky, twice confident, and thrice dead.
I have been offered thrice to participate in 'Bigg Boss' and I rejected it everytime.
Oh thrice and four times happy... those who plant cabbages.
I remember I would watch the same film thrice a day for an entire month.
The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.
O thrice unhappy home Whose master doesn't know the difference between a watt and an ohm!
Thrice happy's the wooing that's not long adoing. So much time is saved in the billing and cooing.
It will burden her conscience in life, it will burden her soul in death; but oh, thrice guilty is he who. . .drove her to the desperation which impelled her to the crime.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just.
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