Joseph Addison

The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
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The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Forever singing, as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.

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.

If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) read more

If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) he must delight in virtue.

The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.

The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.

I think the Romans call it Stoicism.

I think the Romans call it Stoicism.