Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings but reliev'd their pain;
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His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings but reliev'd their pain;
The long remembered beggar was his guest,
Whose beard descending swept his aged breast.
Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.
Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
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The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind:
There all in sweet confusion sought the shade,
And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.
To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.
