01c. 1751 ADRemote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
02c. 1751 ADWhere'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
07c. 1751 ADSuch is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,— His first, best country ever is at home.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
08c. 1751 ADWhere wealth and freedom reign contentment fails, And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
10c. 1751 ADThe canvas glow'd beyond ev'n Nature warm, The pregnant quarry teem'd with human form.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
11c. 1751 ADBy sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
13c. 1751 ADCheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose, Breasts the keen air, and carols as he goes.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
14c. 1751 ADSo the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native mountains more.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
15c. 1751 ADAlike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
16c. 1751 ADThey please, are pleas'd; they give to get esteem, Till seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
17c. 1751 ADEmbosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
18c. 1751 ADPride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
20c. 1751 ADFor just experience tells, in every soil, That those that think must govern those that toil.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
22c. 1751 ADForc'd from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the western main; Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around, And Niagara stuns with thundering sound.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
23c. 1751 ADVain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind.Oliver Goldsmith / quote ↗
