Oliver Goldsmith

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

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Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,
I see the lords of humankind pass by.
Vain, very vain, my weary search to find
That bliss which only centres in the mind.
The canvas glow'd beyond ev'n Nature warm,
The pregnant quarry teem'd with human form.
So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar
But bind him to his native mountains more.
Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first, best country ever is at home.

Cheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose,
Breasts the keen air, and carols as he goes.

For just experience tells, in every soil,
That those that think must govern those that toil.
By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd;
The sports of children satisfy the child.
Where wealth and freedom reign contentment fails,
And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.

They please, are pleas'd; they give to get esteem,
Till seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.
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