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 14
... proper for the occasion , and suitable to the persons of tne two speakers . Satan clothing himself with terror when he prepares for the com- bat is truly sublime , and at least equal to Homer's description of Discord , celebrated by ...
... proper for the occasion , and suitable to the persons of tne two speakers . Satan clothing himself with terror when he prepares for the com- bat is truly sublime , and at least equal to Homer's description of Discord , celebrated by ...
Side 15
... proper simplicity , and there are so many artless for a state of innocence ; to have described touches of distress in it , that I fear it comes the warmth of love , and the professions of too much from the heart . it , without artifice ...
... proper simplicity , and there are so many artless for a state of innocence ; to have described touches of distress in it , that I fear it comes the warmth of love , and the professions of too much from the heart . it , without artifice ...
Side 16
... proper conveyance , I should be sure to have it . From this time his letters were more cold every day than other , and , as he grew indifferent I grew jealous . This has at last brought me to town , where I find both the witnesses of my ...
... proper conveyance , I should be sure to have it . From this time his letters were more cold every day than other , and , as he grew indifferent I grew jealous . This has at last brought me to town , where I find both the witnesses of my ...
Side 25
... proper appurtenances | ing myself not so much regarded as I am of the tea - table are added , they swell the apt to flatter myself I may deserve from account higher than one would imagine . I some professed patrons of learning , I could ...
... proper appurtenances | ing myself not so much regarded as I am of the tea - table are added , they swell the apt to flatter myself I may deserve from account higher than one would imagine . I some professed patrons of learning , I could ...
Side 34
... proper deportment in mat- ters that appear the most remote from it . A man of learning and sense is distinguished from others as he is such , though he never runs upon points too difficult for the rest of of the arm , and the most ...
... proper deportment in mat- ters that appear the most remote from it . A man of learning and sense is distinguished from others as he is such , though he never runs upon points too difficult for the rest of of the arm , and the most ...
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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?