Maxioms by Joseph Addison
Thanks to the gods! my boy has done his duty.
Thanks to the gods! my boy has done his duty.
Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence read more
Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence of pray'r
My soul took hold on thee.
- Joseph Addison,
Content thyself to be obscurely good.
When vice prevails and impious men bear away,
The post of read more
Content thyself to be obscurely good.
When vice prevails and impious men bear away,
The post of honor is a private station.
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.
Curse on his virtues! they've undone his country.
Curse on his virtues! they've undone his country.