Joseph Addison

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!

Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
Endless torments dwell above thee:
Yet who would live, and live without thee!

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.

An ostentatious man will rather relate a blunder or an absurdity he has committed, than be debarred from talking of read more

An ostentatious man will rather relate a blunder or an absurdity he has committed, than be debarred from talking of his own dear person.

See they suffer death,
But in their deaths remember they are men,
Strain not the laws to read more

See they suffer death,
But in their deaths remember they are men,
Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous.