|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Oliver Goldsmith. (1730?1774) (continued)|
| Truth from his lips prevaild with double sway,|
And fools who came to scoff, remaind to pray. 1
| The Deserted Village. Line 179.|
| Even children followd with endearing wile,|
And pluckd his gown, to share the good mans smile.
| The Deserted Village. Line 183.|
| 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.
| The Deserted Village. Line 189.|
| Well had the boding tremblers learnd to trace|
The days disasters in his morning face;
Full well they laughd with counterfeited glee
At all his jokes, for many a joke had he;
Full well the busy whisper circling round
Conveyd the dismal tidings when he frownd.
Yet was he kind, or if severe in aught,
The love he bore to learning was in fault;
The village all declard how much he knew,
T was certain he could write and cipher too.
| The Deserted Village. Line 199.|
| In arguing too, the parson ownd his skill,|
For een though vanquishd he could argue still;
While words of learned length and thundering sound
Amazd the gazing rustics rangd around;
And still they gazd, and still the wonder grew
That one small head could carry all he knew.
| The Deserted Village. Line 209.|
| Where village statesmen talkd with looks profound,|
And news much older than their ale went round.
| The Deserted Village. Line 223.|
| The whitewashd wall, the nicely sanded floor,|
The varnishd clock that clickd behind the door;
The chest, contrivd a double debt to pay,
A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day. 2
| The Deserted Village. Line 227.|