Joseph Addison

Joseph Addison

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

When all Thy Mercies O My God

When all Thy mercies,
O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view,
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The Spacious Firmament

The Spacious Firmament on high,
With all the blue Ethereal Sky,
And spangled Heav'ns, a Shining Frame,
Their great Original proclaim:
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To Mr Dryden

How long, great poet, shall thy sacred
Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise
Can neither injuries of time, or age,
Damp thy poetic heat, and quench thy rage
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Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,
May still grow white and shine with happier hours
So the pure limped stream, when foul with
Of rushing torrents and descending rains,
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When Rising from The Bed of Death

When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear
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On The Lady Manchester

While haughty Gallia's dames, that preadO'er their pale cheeks, an artful red,
Beheld this beauteous stranger
In native charms, divinely fair;
Confusion in their  looks they show'd;
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The Campaign A Poem To His Grace The Duke Of Marlborough

While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,
Proud in their number to enrol your name;
While emperors to you commit their cause,
And Anna's praises crown the vast applause;
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