John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Oliver Goldsmith. (1730?1774)
4269 Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po.
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4270 Whereer I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelld fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
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4271 And learn the luxury of doing good. 1
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4272 Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view.
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4273 These little things are great to little man.
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4274 Creations heir, the world, the world is mine!
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4275 Such is the patriots boast, whereer we roam, His first, best country ever is at home.
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4276 Where wealth and freedom reign contentment fails, And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.
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4277 Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
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4278 The canvas glowd beyond evn Nature warm, The pregnant quarry teemd with human form. 2
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4279 By sports like these are all their cares beguild; The sports of children satisfy the child.
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4280 But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
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4281 Cheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose, Breasts the keen air, and carols as he goes.
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4282 So the loud torrent and the whirlwinds roar But bind him to his native mountains more.
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