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It seemed to be pretty plain, that they had more of love than matrimony in them.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Hope is such a bait, it covers any hook.
 Oliver Goldsmith
					 
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Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,His first, best country ever is, at home.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow,Or by the lazy Scheldt, or wandering Po.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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They liked the book the better the more it made them cry.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain, With grammar, and nonsense, and learning, Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form,Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,-Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread,Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to copy.
 Oliver Goldsmith
					 
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By the living jingo, she was all of a muck of sweat.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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The best-humour'd man, with the worst-humour'd Muse.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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They please, are pleased, they give to get esteem,Till, seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Be not affronted at a joke. If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm, unless thou art raw.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
 Oliver Goldsmith
					 
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The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind,And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Law grinds the poor, and rich men rule the law.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Even children followed with endearing wile,And plucked his gown, to share the good man's smile.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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There is no arguing with Johnson: for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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We are the boysThat fear no noiseWhere the thundering cannons roar.
 Oliver Goldsmith
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Baw! Damme, but I'll fight you both, one after the other!With baskets.
 Oliver Goldsmith
					 
