Joseph Addison ( 10 of 139 )
Thy father's merit sets thee up to view,
And shows thee in the fairest point of light,
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Thy father's merit sets thee up to view,
And shows thee in the fairest point of light,
To make thy virtues, or thy faults, conspicuous.
The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without read more
The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without which a good
thing may pass over unobserved, or be lost among commissions of
bankrupt.
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,
Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our read more
Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our country!
Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I suffer
Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures?
Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I suffer
Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures?
There in no virtue so truly great and godlike as justice.
There in no virtue so truly great and godlike as justice.
They consume a considerable quantity of our paper manufacture,
employ our artisans in printing, and find business for great read more
They consume a considerable quantity of our paper manufacture,
employ our artisans in printing, and find business for great
numbers of indigent persons.
A cheerful temper joined with innocence will make beauty
attractive, knowledge delightful and wit good-natured.
A cheerful temper joined with innocence will make beauty
attractive, knowledge delightful and wit good-natured.
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
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The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Forever singing, as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.
