The Works of Joseph Addison: The Spectator

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Letters from Tom Trippit complaining of a Greek Quo tationsoliciting a Peep at Sir Roger from a Showman
Dissection of a Beaus Head
Dissection of a Coquettes Heart
On the Civil Constitution of Great Britain
Reflections on Bills of MortalityStory of a Dervise
Connexion betwixt Prudence and good Fortune Fable of a Drop in the Ocean
Letter on PinMoneyReflections on that Custom
Letter from Sir John Envil married to a Woman of Quality
Project of the new French Political Academy 311 Remarks on Fortunestealerson Widows
On waste of TimeJournal of a Citizen
Clarindas Journal of a week
Visit with Sir Roger de Coverley to Westminster Abbey
Sir Roger de Coverley at the Theatre
Transmigration of SoulsLetter from a Monkey
Consolation and Intrepidity in Death
Use to be made of Enemies
Letter on CatcallsHistory of them
Various Advantages of the SpectatorsPaperPrinting
Humorous way of sorting Companiesfor Mirthfor useful Purposes
Bill of Mortality of Lovers
Cheerfulness preferable to Mirth
Sir Roger de Coverleys Visit to Spring Gardens
Motives to Cheerfulness
Heathen Fables on PrayersVanity of Human Wishes
Reflections on the Delights of Spring 397 On CompassionAnn Boleyns Letter
Hypocrisy various kinds of it
Speculations of Coffeehouse Politicians on the Death of the King of France
On the Improvement of Sacred Music
Character of English OratoryUse of proper Gestures
Characteristics of Taste
Essays on the Pleasures of the Imagination
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Сторінка 394 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Сторінка 455 - I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth : my flesh also shall rest in hope. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou wilt shew me the path of life : in thy presence is fulness of joy ; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
Сторінка 437 - I seen also under the sun, and it seemed great unto me: there was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man. Then said I, "Wisdom is better than strength: nevertheless the poor man's wisdom is despised, and his words are not heard.
Сторінка 102 - Awake, My fairest, my espoused, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight ! Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Сторінка 69 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Сторінка 68 - OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse...
Сторінка 645 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell ; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth ;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Сторінка 419 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise : n.
Сторінка 102 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Сторінка 487 - Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet ; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.

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