Joseph Addison

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
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The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years,
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.

Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.

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.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very
next step to being dull.

We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very
next step to being dull.