A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad When he put on his clothes.
Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)
Source: Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
Contributed by: Zaady
The king himself has followed her When she has walk'd before.
Source: Elegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize
Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word From those who spoke her praise.
Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law.
Source: The Traveller
Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,- His first, best country ever is at home.
Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
Source: The Deserted Village
Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view.
He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back.
The genteel thing is the genteel thing any time, if as be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly.
Source: She Stoops to Conquer
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