Joseph Addison

The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
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Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
Play all the comfort o'er again.

It is the privilege of posterity to set matters right between those antagonists who, by their rivalry for greatness, divided read more

It is the privilege of posterity to set matters right between those antagonists who, by their rivalry for greatness, divided a whole age.

Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence read more

Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence of pray'r
My soul took hold on thee.
- Joseph Addison,

O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate,
And not the wonders of thy youth relate;
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O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate,
And not the wonders of thy youth relate;
How can I see the gay, the brave, the young,
Fall in the cloud of war, and lie unsung!
In joys of conquest he resigns his breath,
And, filled with England's glory, smiles in death.