Oliver Goldsmith

Ireland
10 Nov 1728 // 4 Apr 1774
Writer, Poet

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O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!

The Deserted Village

The land of scholars and the nurse of arms.

The Traveller

But winter lingering chills the lap of May.

The Traveller

These little things are great to little man.

The Traveller

The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love.

The Deserted Village
Measures, not men, have always been my mark.

The Good-Natured Man

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain.

The Deserted Village
Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.

The Traveller

Luke's iron crown, and Damien's bed of steel.

The Traveller

I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.

She Stoops to Conquer
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