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
becomes coffin handsome
I am told he makes a very handsome corpse, and becomes his coffin prodigiously.
hands play perfect
Popular glory is a perfect coquette; her lovers must toil, feel every inquietude, indulge every caprice, and perhaps at last be jilted into the bargain. True glory, on the other hand, resembles a woman of sense; her admirers must play no tricks. They feel no great anxiety, for they are sure in the end of being rewarded in proportion to their merit.
sarcastic handsome coffins
He makes a very handsome corpse and becomes his coffin prodigiously.
hands selfishness virtue
While selfishness joins hands with no one of the virtues, benevolence is allied to them all.
passion hands may
Pity, though it may often relieve, is but, at best, a short-lived passion, and seldom affords distress more than transitory assistance; with some it scarce lasts from the first impulse till the hand can be put into the pocket.
fond love taste
I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines; and, I believe, Dorothy, you'll own I have been pretty fond of an old wife.
felicity ourselves
Still to ourselves in every place consigned, / Our own felicity we make or find.
bashful glance looks
The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love,/ The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
mere
I'm now no more than a mere lodger in my own house.
beneath sweet
Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
land nurse
The land of scholars, and the nurse of arms.
game good royal rules twelve
The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose.
laugh loud spoke vacant voice whispering
The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, / And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
govern thoughts-and-thinking
Those that think must govern those that toil.