- To the last moment of his breath
- On hope the wretch relies;
- And e'en the pang preceding death
- Bids expectation rise.
- Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,
- Adorns and cheers our way;
- And still, as darker grows the night,
- Emits a brighter ray.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Captivity
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Good-Natured Man
- Women and music should never be dated.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, She Stoops to Conquer
It is not easy to recover an art when once lost.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, An Essay on the Theatre
The virtue which requires to be ever guarded is scarcely worth the sentinel.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Vicar of Wakefield
To a philosopher no circumstance, however trifling, is too minute.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, Citizen of the World
- Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
- His first, best country ever is, at home.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
- Ill fares the land, to hast'ning ills a prey,
- Where wealth accumulates, and men decay.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
- How happy he who crowns in shades like these,
- A youth of labour with an age of ease.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, She Stoops to Conquer
Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Good-Natured Man
Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Vicar of Wakefield
The true use of speech is not so much to express our wants as to conceal them.
- How wide the limits stand
- Between a splendid and a happy land.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
Life at the greatest is but a froward child, that must be humor'd and coax'd a little till it falls asleep, and then all the care is over.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Good-Natured Man
The volume of Nature is the book of knowledge.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, Citizen of the World
The great source of calamity lies in regret or anticipation; he therefore is most wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or the future.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, Letter XLIV, Citizen of the World
He who seeks only for applause from without has all his happiness in another's keeping.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Good-Natured Man
And the weak soul, within itself unbless'd,
Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
Wisdom makes but a slow defense against trouble, though at last a sure one.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Vicar of Wakefield
The wisdom of the ignorant somewhat resembles the instinct of animals; it is diffused in but a very narrow sphere, but within the circle it acts with vigor, uniformity, and success.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Citizen of the World; Or, Letters from a Chinese Philosopher
Those who think must govern those that toil.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
Sincerity is the parent of truth.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, attributed, Day's Collacon
By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd,
The sports of children satisfy the child.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
In a polite age almost every person becomes a reader, and receives more instruction from the Press than the Pulpit.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Citizen of the World
O, blest retirement! friend to life's decline --
How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these,
A youth of labor with an age of ease!
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,
I see the lords of humankind pass by.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
As ten millions of circles can never make a square, so the united voice of myriads cannot lend the smallest foundation to falsehood.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Vicar of Wakefield
We sometimes had those little rubs which Providence sends to enhance the value of its favours.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Vicar of Wakefield
Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound,
And news much older than their ale went round.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
Modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, She Stoops to Conquer
Her modest looks the cottage might adorn,
Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar,
But bind him to his native mountains more.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
True generosity does not consist in obeying every impulse of humanity, in following blind passion for our guide, and impairing our circumstances by present benefactions, so as to render us incapable of future ones.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, Essays and Poems
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Deserted Village
Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, The Traveller
I love every thing that is old; old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines.
OLIVER GOLDSMITH, She Stoops to Conquer
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