Goldsmith's The Deserted Village: The Traveller; Gray's Elegy in a Country ChurchyardGinn and Company, 1916 - 86 sidor |
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... king in 1727 , and George III in 1760. The policies of the nation were determined largely by her statesmen , notably ... kings might be firmly established and the internal resources of the country be developed . His methods involved much ...
... king in 1727 , and George III in 1760. The policies of the nation were determined largely by her statesmen , notably ... kings might be firmly established and the internal resources of the country be developed . His methods involved much ...
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... King ( 1910 ) , and F. Frankfort Moore ( 1910 ) . For essays on Goldsmith , see those by Macaulay in Miscel- laneous Essays or in the Encyclopædia Britannica , Thackeray in English Humorists , De Quincey in The Eighteenth Century ...
... King ( 1910 ) , and F. Frankfort Moore ( 1910 ) . For essays on Goldsmith , see those by Macaulay in Miscel- laneous Essays or in the Encyclopædia Britannica , Thackeray in English Humorists , De Quincey in The Eighteenth Century ...
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... kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . 35 When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride repine ? Say , should the philosophic mind disdain . That good which makes each humbler bosom vain ? Let ...
... kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . 35 When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride repine ? Say , should the philosophic mind disdain . That good which makes each humbler bosom vain ? Let ...
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... kings , unhonoured die . 360 Yet think not , thus when Freedom's ills I state , I mean to flatter kings , or court the great . Ye powers of truth that bid my soul aspire , Far from my bosom drive the low desire ! And thou , fair Freedom ...
... kings , unhonoured die . 360 Yet think not , thus when Freedom's ills I state , I mean to flatter kings , or court the great . Ye powers of truth that bid my soul aspire , Far from my bosom drive the low desire ! And thou , fair Freedom ...
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... kings or tyrant laws restrain , How small , of all that human hearts endure , 425 That part which laws or kings can cause or cure ! Still to ourselves in every place consigned , 430 Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course ...
... kings or tyrant laws restrain , How small , of all that human hearts endure , 425 That part which laws or kings can cause or cure ! Still to ourselves in every place consigned , 430 Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course ...
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Sida 47 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sida 13 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
Sida 7 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The village all declared how much he knew; 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too...
Sida 5 - The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung, The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school , The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Sida 7 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Sida xviii - I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of Madeira and a glass before him. I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated.
Sida 46 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Sida 19 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...
Sida 9 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale; No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round; Nor the coy maid, half willing to be prest, Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest.
Sida 44 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.