Joseph Addison

(1672-1719 / England)

Immortality - Poem by Joseph Addison

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O Liberty! thou goddess, heavenly bright,
profuse of bliss and pregnant with delight,
Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign,
And smiling Plenty leads thy smiling train.
Eased of her load Subjection grows more light,
And Poverty looks cheerful in thy sight.
Giv'st beauty to the sun and pleasures to the day.
thee, goddess, thee, Britannia's isle adores!
How oft has she exhausted all her stores!
How oft on fields of death thy presence sought,
Nor thinks the mighty prize too dearly bought!
On foreign mountains may the sun refine
the grape's soft juice and mellow it in wine.
With citron groves adorn a distant soil.
And the fat olives swell with floods of oil.
We envy not the warmer clime, that lies
in ten degrees of more indulgent skies;
Nor at the coarseness of our heaven repine,
Though o'er our heads the frozen Pleiads shine.
'Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle,
And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains shine


Comments about Immortality by Joseph Addison

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/11/2017 12:17:00 AM)


    Marvellous penmanship. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/10/2017 10:41:00 PM)


    It is Liberty that crowns
    And makes barren rocks and bleak mountains too shine
    Superb conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.
    (Report) Reply

  • Amar Agarwala (3/10/2017 6:54:00 PM)


    A nice rhyming, almost metered classical masterpiece. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/10/2017 11:59:00 AM)


    Exhausted in life! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (3/10/2017 4:01:00 AM)


    a class poem that is very well written though albeit mentions poverty once and liberty twice? nothing changes! (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (3/10/2017 1:35:00 AM)


    Shine..., , Thanks for sharing...... (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Julian (3/10/2017 1:06:00 AM)


    When I was taking Spanish classes, I learned vocabulary that today would be used by Spanish speakers but would've been used by English speakers from the past. It's as if the planet can't make up it's mind on what time it is and various cultures perform within their own changes. This poem informs me fairly well about some of Britannia's food and customizations of thought, thus the language is unfamiliar and yet preferred by historical preference. (Report) Reply

  • Shobana Gomes (5/1/2014 6:53:00 AM)


    Just love this poem, classic it is. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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