"How blessings brighten as they take their flight."
"Give me, indulgent gods with mind serene, And guiltless heart, to range the sylvan scene, No splendid poverty, no smiling care, No well-bred hate, or servile grandeur, there."
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Source: Edward Young (1767). “The works of the author of the Night-thoughts: In four [i.e. five] volumes”, p.87
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