Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale,
And guide my lonely way
To where you taper cheers the read more
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale,
And guide my lonely way
To where you taper cheers the vale
With hospitable ray.
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me read more
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.
I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]
I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]
Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,
And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.
Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,
And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.
