In arguing too, the parson owned his skill,
For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still;
While words of learned length, and thundering sound
Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around;
And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew,
That one small head could carry all he knew.


Line 211. - The Deserted Village (1770)

Oliver Goldsmith Quotes

In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound...

In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound...

In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound...

In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound...