Oliver Goldsmith

This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant
jade on a journey.

This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant
jade on a journey.

Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came,
And the puff a dunce, he mistook it for fame;
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Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came,
And the puff a dunce, he mistook it for fame;
Till his relish grown callous, almost to displease,
Who pepper'd the highest was surest to please.

Alike all ages: dames of ancient days
Have led their children through the mirthful maze,
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Alike 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.

To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.

To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.