Joseph Addison

Is there not some chosen curse,
Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon read more

Is there not some chosen curse,
Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man
Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?

Why, a spirit is such a little, little thing, that I have heard
man, who was a great scholar, read more

Why, a spirit is such a little, little thing, that I have heard
man, who was a great scholar, say that he'll dance ye a hornpipe
upon the point of a needle.

The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

There in no virtue so truly great and godlike as justice.

There in no virtue so truly great and godlike as justice.

Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the read more

Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth.