Maxioms by Joseph Addison
Better to die ten thousand deaths,
Than wound my honour.
Better to die ten thousand deaths,
Than wound my honour.
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime read more
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime desires,
And fits it to bespeak the Deity.
Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! read more
Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! 'tis a dreadful interval of time,
Filled up with horror all, and big with death!
Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the read more
Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth.
Artificial intelligence will never be a match for natural
stupidity.
Artificial intelligence will never be a match for natural
stupidity.