Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to read more
His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to improve in every part,
His pencil out faces, his manners are heart.
I hate the French because they are all slaves and wear wooden
shoes.
I hate the French because they are all slaves and wear wooden
shoes.
Every pang that rends the heart.
Every pang that rends the heart.
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.'
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.'
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree.
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree.
