Joseph Addison

(1672-1719 / England)

Joseph Addison Quotes

  • ''The unjustifiable severity of a parent is loaded with this aggravation, that those whom he injures are always in his sight.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical Fragments, "The Cruelty of Parental Tyranny," (1794).
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  • ''For wheresoe'er I turn my ravished eyes,
    Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise,
    Poetic fields encompass me around,
    And still I seem to tread on classic ground.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. repr. In Works of Addison, ed. R. Hurd (1883). Letter from Italy (1704).
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  • ''I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
    To all the pangs and fury of despair.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. Marcia, in Cato, act 4, sc. 3.
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  • ''The woman that deliberates is lost.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. repr. In Works of Addison, ed. R. Hurd (1883). Marcia, in Cato, act 4, sc. 1 (1713).
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  • ''I have observed, that a Reader seldom peruses a Book with Pleasure, 'till he knows whether the Writer of it be a black or a fair Man, of a mild or cholerick Disposition, Married or a Batchelor, with other Particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an Author.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British author. Mr. Spectator, in The Spectator, No. 1 (1711).
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  • ''Thus I live in the World, rather as a Spectator of Mankind, than as one of the Species.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British author. Mr. Spectator, in The Spectator, No. 1 (1711).
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  • ''Friendships, in general, are suddenly contracted; and therefore it is no wonder they are easily dissolved.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. "Of Friendship," Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical Fragments (1794).
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  • ''The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. "Of Friendship," Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical Fragment (1794).
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  • ''Suspicion is not less an enemy to virtue than to happiness; he that is already corrupt is naturally suspicious, and he that becomes suspicious will quickly be corrupt.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. "On Suspicion," Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical Fragments (1794).
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  • '''Tis not in mortals to command success,
    But we'll do more, Sempronius, we'll deserve it.''
    Joseph Addison (1672-1719), British essayist. repr. In Works of Addison, ed. R. Hurd (1883). Portius, in Cato, act 1, sc. 2 (1713). "Curse on the stripling!" responds Sempronius, father of Portius, "... ambitiously sententious."
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Best Poem of Joseph Addison

How Are Thy Servants Blest, O Lord!

How are Thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defense!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.

In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by Thy care,
Through burning climes they pass unhurt,
And breathe in tainted air.

When by the dreadful tempest borne
High on the broken wave,
They know Thou art not slow to her,
Nor impotent to save.

The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to Thy will,
The sea, that roars at Thy command,
At Thy command is still.

From all our griefs and fears, O ...

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Hope

Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,
May still grow white and shine with happier hours.
So the pure limped stream, when foul with stains
Of rushing torrents and descending rains,
Works itself clear, and as it runs refines,
till by degrees the floating mirror shines;
Reflects each flower that on the border grows,
And a new heaven in it's fair bosom shows.