• Tis immortality, 'tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill. That only, and that amply this performs.

    Edward Young, Charles Edward DE COETLOGON (1803). “Night Thoughts ... With notes ... by the Rev. C. E. de Coetlogon ... To which are added the author's poem on the Last Day, the paraphrase on part of the Book of Job [with other poems], and his life”, p.172