In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still While words of learned length and thundering sound Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew. (Oliver Goldsmith)

In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still While words of learned length and thundering sound Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.

Oliver Goldsmith

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