Joseph Addison

A thousand trills and quivering sounds
In airy circles o'er us fly,
Till, wafted by a gentle read more

A thousand trills and quivering sounds
In airy circles o'er us fly,
Till, wafted by a gentle breeze,
They faint and languish by degrees,
And at a distance die.

A man's first care should be to avoid the reproaches of his own
heart, his next to escape the read more

A man's first care should be to avoid the reproaches of his own
heart, his next to escape the censures of the world.

Thanks to the gods! my boy has done his duty.

Thanks to the gods! my boy has done his duty.

When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
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When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
The woman that deliberates is lost.

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?