Something about William Blake’s illustrated edition of Edward Young’s Night-Thoughts particularly strikes me. I am not sure whether it’s the childlike innocence about the engravings that perfectly captures the “fleeting time” essence of the poem, or whether it is the hauntingly beautiful reminder that death lurks behind life as the shadow of every living moment.
Here follows one of my favorite illustrations, one that embodies everything I love about this edition:
Blake certainly had an interesting brain in his head, and I lament that not enough people are well acquainted with his talents.
Of course, one cannot forget the brilliant author of Night-Thoughts, Edward Young. After all, he did provide us with that famous aphorism, “Procrastination is the thief of time.”
Courtesy of Project Gutenberg:
Not even Philander had bespoke his shroud;
Nor had he cause; a warning was denied.
How many fall as sudden, not as safe!
As sudden, though for years admonish’d home.
Of human ills the last extreme beware,
Beware, Lorenzo! a slow sudden death.
How dreadful that deliberate surprise!
Be wise to-day; ’tis madness to defer;
Next day the fatal precedent will plead;
Thus on, till wisdom is push’d out of life.
Procrastination is the thief of time;
Year after year it steals, till all are fled,
And to the mercies of a moment leaves
The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
If not so frequent, would not this be strange?
That ’tis so frequent, this is stranger still.
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