Edward Young Giving Quotations

Who gives an empire, by the gift defeats All end of giving; and procures contempt Instead of gratitude.

But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss, Heighten'd indeed beyond all mortal pleasures; But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl.

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.

To know the world, not love her, is thy point; She gives but little, nor that little, long.