The Works of Joseph Addison Complete in Three Volumes Embracing the Whole of the "Spectator," &c, Volum 2Harper & brothers, 1864 |
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Side 4
... kind of machinery which fills the poems both of Homer and Virgil with such circumstances as are wonderful but not impossible , and so frequently produce in the reader the most pleasing passion that can rise in the mind of man , which is ...
... kind of machinery which fills the poems both of Homer and Virgil with such circumstances as are wonderful but not impossible , and so frequently produce in the reader the most pleasing passion that can rise in the mind of man , which is ...
Side 8
... kind of self - examination would give them a true state of themselves , and incline them to consider seriously what they are about . One day would rectify the omissions of another , and make a man weigh all those indifferent actions ...
... kind of self - examination would give them a true state of themselves , and incline them to consider seriously what they are about . One day would rectify the omissions of another , and make a man weigh all those indifferent actions ...
Side 16
... kind are not to be dallied with , them , the man who writ them should never or treated in so ludicrous a manner . be so happy as to have me read them over short , my journal only holds up folly to the again . It is insignificant to tell ...
... kind are not to be dallied with , them , the man who writ them should never or treated in so ludicrous a manner . be so happy as to have me read them over short , my journal only holds up folly to the again . It is insignificant to tell ...
Side 22
... kind is that part of it where she fancies herself awakened by Adam in the following beautiful lines : * Why sleep'st thou , Eve ? Now is the pleasant time , The cool , the silent , save where silence yields To the night - warbling bird ...
... kind is that part of it where she fancies herself awakened by Adam in the following beautiful lines : * Why sleep'st thou , Eve ? Now is the pleasant time , The cool , the silent , save where silence yields To the night - warbling bird ...
Side 28
... kind to our interpreter , whom he looked upon as an extraordinary man : for which reason he shook him by the hand at parting , telling him , that he should be very glad to see him at his lodgings in Norfolk - buildings , and talk over ...
... kind to our interpreter , whom he looked upon as an extraordinary man : for which reason he shook him by the hand at parting , telling him , that he should be very glad to see him at his lodgings in Norfolk - buildings , and talk over ...
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Side 179 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 317 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
Side 425 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Side 316 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Side 210 - Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches ; feed me with food convenient for me: lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the Lord? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.
Side 72 - Oh, why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest Heaven With Spirits masculine, create at last * This novelty on Earth, this fair defect Of Nature, and not fill the World at once With men, as Angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Side 68 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse : and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Side 52 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Side 14 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad, In naked majesty seem'd lords of all : And worthy seem'd ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure (Severe, but in true filial freedom placed), Whence true authority in men...
Side 77 - With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower world, to this obscure And wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits?