Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance read more
The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
And wring his bosom, is--to die.
Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.
Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.
Life has been compared to a race, but the allusion improves by observing, that the most swift are usually the read more
Life has been compared to a race, but the allusion improves by observing, that the most swift are usually the least manageable and the most likely to stray from the course. Great abilities have always been less serviceable to the possessors than moderate ones.
Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.
Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.
As a wit, if not first, in the very first line.
As a wit, if not first, in the very first line.
