Maxioms by Oliver Goldsmith
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale,
And guide my lonely way
To where you taper cheers the read more
Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale,
And guide my lonely way
To where you taper cheers the vale
With hospitable ray.
How small of all that human hearts endure,
That part which laws or kings can cause or cure!
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How small of all that human hearts endure,
That part which laws or kings can cause or cure!
Still to ourselves in every place consigned,
Our own felicity we make or find.
With secret course, which no loud storms annoy,
Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.
There is no arguing with him, for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end read more
There is no arguing with him, for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.
I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.
I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.
Thus idly busy rolls their world away.
Thus idly busy rolls their world away.
