Maxioms by Joseph Addison
In doing what we ought we deserve no praise, because it is our
duty.
In doing what we ought we deserve no praise, because it is our
duty.
'Tis not in mortals to command success,
But we'll do more, Sempronius,--
We'll deserve it.
'Tis not in mortals to command success,
But we'll do more, Sempronius,--
We'll deserve it.
When a man becomes familiar with his goddess, she quickly sinks into a woman.
When a man becomes familiar with his goddess, she quickly sinks into a woman.
Our delight in any particular study, art, or science rises and improves in proportion to the application which we bestow read more
Our delight in any particular study, art, or science rises and improves in proportion to the application which we bestow upon it. Thus, what was at first an exercise becomes at length an entertainment.
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing read more
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
O falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
'Tis the divinity that stirs within us;
'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.
