Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
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.
The dancing pair that simply sought renown,By holding out to tire each other down;The swain mistrustless of his smutted face,While read more
The dancing pair that simply sought renown,By holding out to tire each other down;The swain mistrustless of his smutted face,While secret laughter titter'd round the place;The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love,The matrons glance that would those looks reprove:These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these,With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please;These were thy bowers their cheerful influence shed,These were thy charms -- but all these charms are fled. - Deserted Village, The.
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
To what happy accident is it that we owe so unexpected a visit?
To what happy accident is it that we owe so unexpected a visit?
