Joseph Addison ( 10 of 139 )
Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.
Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.
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.
The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.
The Fear of Death often proves Mortal, and sets People on Methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.
Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
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Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
Play all the comfort o'er again.
A good conscience is to the soul what health is to the body; it preserves constant ease and serenity within read more
A good conscience is to the soul what health is to the body; it preserves constant ease and serenity within us; and more than countervails all the calamities and afflictions which can befall us from without.
It is folly for an eminent man to think of escaping censure, and a weakness to be affected with it. read more
It is folly for an eminent man to think of escaping censure, and a weakness to be affected with it. All the illustrious persons of antiquity, and indeed of every age in the world, have passed through this fiery persecution.
No oppression is so heavy or lasting as that which is inflicted by the perversion and exorbitance of legal authority.
No oppression is so heavy or lasting as that which is inflicted by the perversion and exorbitance of legal authority.
Justice discards party, friendship, kindred, and is therefore
always represented as blind.
Justice discards party, friendship, kindred, and is therefore
always represented as blind.
Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind,
which are delivered down from generation to generation, read more
Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind,
which are delivered down from generation to generation, as
presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn.
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness,
and peril of falling?
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness,
and peril of falling?
