Oliver Goldsmith
Oliver Goldsmith
Oliver Goldsmithwas an Irish novelist, playwright and poet, who is best known for his novel The Vicar of Wakefield, his pastoral poem The Deserted Village, and his plays The Good-Natur'd Manand She Stoops to Conquer. He is thought to have written the classic children's tale The History of Little Goody Two-Shoes...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 November 1730
CountryIreland
hope expectations lasts
To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.
whales littles fishes
If you were to make little fishes talk, they would talk like whales.
volcanoes size may
A volcano may be considered as a cannon of immense size.
heirs world creation
Creation's heir, the world, the world is mine!
failure long contentment
Where wealth and freedom reign contentment fails, And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.
luxury heaven decree
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!
laughing alcohol usual
I can't say whether we had more wit among us now than usual, but I am certain we had more laughing, which answered the end as well.
gambling tables fortune
Whenever you see a gaming table be sure to know fortune is not there. Rather she is always in the company of industry.
nice party learning
Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind; Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote. Who too deep for his hearers still went on refining, And thought of convincing while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.
retirement adventure blue
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
lazy laziness melancholy
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po.
poor source thou
Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, / That foundst me poor at first, and keepst me so.
fond pursue
Too fond of the right to pursue the expedient.
nice proud
Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.