Maxioms by Joseph Addison
Modesty in woman is a virtue most deserving, since we do all we can to cure her of it
Modesty in woman is a virtue most deserving, since we do all we can to cure her of it
I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for read more
I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are, the more gentle and quiet read more
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are, the more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others. -Joseph Addison.
O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate,
And not the wonders of thy youth relate;
How read more
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.
And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.
And those who paint 'em truest praise 'em most.