Maxioms by Joseph Addison
The sense of honour is of so fine and delicate a nature, that it
is only to be met read more
The sense of honour is of so fine and delicate a nature, that it
is only to be met with in minds which are naturally noble, or in
such as have been cultivated by good examples, or a refined
education.
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience read more
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience and we soon shall see them in their proper figures.
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
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.
When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost,
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When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I'm lost,
In wonder, love and praise.
