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
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What is genius or courage without a heart?
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Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
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Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile.
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By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child.
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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.
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There are some faults so nearly allied to excellence that we can scarce weed out the vice without eradicating the virtue.
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While Resignation gently slopes away, And all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.
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He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back.
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Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po.
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A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,- A cap by night, a stocking all the day.
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Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he; Full well the busy whisper circling round Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd. Yet was he kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declar'd how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write and cipher too.
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The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door; The chest, contriv'd a double debt to pay,- A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day.
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Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth: If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.
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The man recovered of the bite, The dog it was that died.