Aromatic plants bestow
no spicy fragrance while they grow;
but crushd or trodden to the ground,
diffuse their balmy sweets around. – Oliver Goldsmith
Pity and friendship are two passions incompatible with each other. – Oliver Goldsmith
Aromatic plants bestow
no spicy fragrance while they grow;
but crushd or trodden to the ground,
diffuse their balmy sweets around. – Oliver Goldsmith
Pity and friendship are two passions incompatible with each other. – Oliver Goldsmith
Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse. – Oliver Goldsmith
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, that found me poor at first, and keep me so. – Oliver Goldsmith