A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Joseph Addison
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Joseph Addison
Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury.
Joseph Addison
Curse all his virtues! they 've undone his country.
Joseph Addison
Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought!
Joseph Addison
From hence, let fierce contending nations know What dire effects from civil discord flow.
Joseph Addison
My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?
Joseph Addison
Sweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man.
Joseph Addison
The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome.
Joseph Addison
The woman that deliberates is lost.
Joseph Addison
Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and C
Joseph Addison
Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cæsar, In the calm lights of mild philosophy.
Joseph Addison
‘Tis not in mortals to command success; but we’ll do more, Sempronius, we’ll deserve it.
Joseph Addison
'T 's pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul; I think the Romans call it stoicism.
Joseph Addison
Were you with these, my prince, you 'd soon forget The pale, unripened beauties of the north.
Joseph Addison
What a pity is it That we can die but once to save our country!
Joseph Addison
When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Joseph Addison