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Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won.
Oliver Goldsmith
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Oliver Goldsmith
Age: 43 †
Born: 1730
Born: November 10
Died: 1774
Died: April 4
Dramaturge
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Elphin
County Roscommon
Oliver Goldsmit
Doctor Goldsmith
Oliverio Goldsmith
Oliverus Goldsmith
Olver Goldsmith
Olivier Goldsmith
Dottor Golssmith
Tom Telescope
Solomon Winlove
James Willington
Author of the Vicar of Wakefield
Dr Goldsmith
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The soul may be compared to a field of battle, where the armies are ready every moment to encounter. Not a single vice but has a more powerful opponent, and not one virtue but may be overborne by a combination of vices.
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What real good does an addition to a fortune already sufficient procure? Not any. Could the great man, by having his fortune increased, increase also his appetites, then precedence might be attended with real amusement.
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Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centers in the mind.
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Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man.
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Politics resemble religion attempting to divest either of ceremony is the most certain mode of bringing either into contempt.
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As in some Irish houses, where things are so-so, One gammon of bacon hangs up for a show But, for eating a rasher of what they take pride in, They'd as soon think of eating the pan it is fried in.
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Want of prudence is too frequently the want of virtue.
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Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by.
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When any one of our relations was found to be a person of a very bad character, a troublesome guest, or one we desired to get rid of, upon his leaving my house I ever took care to lend him a riding-coat, or a pair of boots, or sometimes a horse of small value, and I always had the satisfaction of finding he never came back to return them.
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Wit generally succeeds more from being happily addressed than from its native poignancy. A jest, calculated to spread at a gaming-table, may be received with, perfect indifference should it happen to drop in a mackerel-boat.
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To a philosopher no circumstance, however trifling, is too minute.
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The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose.
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I have visited many countries, and have been in cities without number, yet never did I enter a town which could not produce ten or twelve little great men all fancying themselves known to the rest of the world, and complimenting each other upon their extensive reputation.
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Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
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A volcano may be considered as a cannon of immense size.
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