Oliver Goldsmith
Oliver Goldsmith
Oliver Goldsmithwas an Irish novelist, playwright and poet, who is best known for his novel The Vicar of Wakefield, his pastoral poem The Deserted Village, and his plays The Good-Natur'd Manand She Stoops to Conquer. He is thought to have written the classic children's tale The History of Little Goody Two-Shoes...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 November 1730
CountryIreland
mind body active
A mind too vigorous and active, serves only to consume the body to which it is joined.
ambition kind fame
Of all kinds of ambition, that which pursues poetical fame is the wildest
mother silence tongue
Silence is become his mother tongue.
dog men mad
Elegy of the Death of a Mad Dog The dog, to gain some praivate ends, Went mad and bit the man.
dog mad degrees
Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
wisdom truth fool
Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, and fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
love may realizing
Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may have effected.
heart bravery genius
What is genius or courage without a heart?
sweet cottages might
Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
children men good-man
Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile.
sports children care
By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child.
children gay skills
Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
weed marijuana excellence
There are some faults so nearly allied to excellence that we can scarce weed out the vice without eradicating the virtue.
past heaven world
While Resignation gently slopes away, And all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.