Oliver Goldsmith on Learning
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“While words of learned length and thundering sound Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around.”
“And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head should carry all it knew.”
“Yet, he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declar'd how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write and cipher too.”