Oliver Goldsmith

The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor,
The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door;
The chest read more

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.

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.

Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

And the weak soul, within itself unbless'd,
Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

And the weak soul, within itself unbless'd,
Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Tenderness is a virtue.