Where'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 (1728 - 1774)
Source: The Traveller
Contributed by: Zaady
Little things are great to little men.
These little things are great to little man.
Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by.
The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
Source: The Deserted Village
I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.
Source: She Stoops to Conquer
All his faults are such that one loves him still the better for them.
Source: The Good-Natured Man. Act i.
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!
And learn the luxury of doing good.
The dog, to gain his private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
Source: Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
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