Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.
Man wants but little here below,
Nor wants that little long.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.
Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.
Of all the plants that cover the earth and lie like a fringe of hair upon the body of our read more
Of all the plants that cover the earth and lie like a fringe of hair upon the body of our grandmother, try to obtain knowledge that you may be strengthened in life
