While Resignation gently slopes away, And all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past.
Oliver GoldsmithHe cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back.
Oliver GoldsmithTo me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art.
Oliver GoldsmithThus love is the most easy and agreeable, and gratitude the most humiliating, affection of the mind. We never reflect on the man we love without exulting in our choice, while he who has bound us to him by benefits alone rises to our ideas as a person to whom we have in some measure forfeited our freedom.
Oliver Goldsmith