Author: Oliver Goldsmith

Cites

• NULL (1)
  • IN: The Vicar of Wakefield (1766) Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: sperate miseri, cavete felices (let the wretched live in hope and the happy be on their guard)
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL

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• Lia Habel (2)
  • IN: Beloved (2013) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The modest virgin, the prudent wife, and the careful matron are much more serviceable in life than petticoated philosophers, blustering heroines, or virago queens. She who makes her husband and her children happy [...] is a much greater character than ladies described in romances, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver, or their eyes.
    FROM: The Vicar of Wakefield, (1766), Novel, Ireland
  • IN: Deadly Beloved (2013) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The modest virgin, the prudent wife, and the careful matron are much more serviceable in life than petticoated philosophers, blustering heroines, or virago queens. She who makes her husband and her children happy [...] is a much greater character than ladies described in romances, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver, or their eyes.
    FROM: The Vicar of Wakefield, (1766), Novel, Ireland
• Dianne Touchell (1)
  • IN: Creepy and Maud (None) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: This dog and man at first were friends; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man.
    FROM: An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog, (1766), NULL, UK
• Lawrence Block (1)
  • IN: The Ehrengraf Presumption (2012) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: ll fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay.
    FROM: The Deserted Village, (1770), Poem, Ireland
• Regina Maria Roche (1)
  • IN: The Tradition of the Castle; Or, Scenes in the Emerald Isle (1824) Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: * Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring wall ; And, trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land."
    FROM: The Deserted Village, (1770), Poem, Ireland
• Mary Pilkington (1)
  • IN: Rosina (1793) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And Love and Friendship's finely pointed dart Fall blunted from the indurated heart.
    FROM: The Traveller; or, a Prospect of Society, (1774), Poem, Ireland
• Martina Cole (1)
  • IN: Betrayal (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: When lovely woman stoops to folly And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away?
    FROM: The Vicar of Wakefield, (1766), Novel, Ireland
• Herman Melville (2)
  • IN: Moby-Dick (1851) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: If you should write a fable for little fishes, you would make them speak like great whales.
    FROM: Goldsmith to Johnson, (None), Conversation, Ireland