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... land . But small the bliss that sense alone bestows , And sensual bliss is all the nation knows . In florid beauty groves and fields appear , Man seems the only growth that dwindles here . Contrasted faults through all his manners reign ...
... land . But small the bliss that sense alone bestows , And sensual bliss is all the nation knows . In florid beauty groves and fields appear , Man seems the only growth that dwindles here . Contrasted faults through all his manners reign ...
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... lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire , and then supplies ; Unknown to them , when sensual pleasures cloy , To fill the languid pause with finer joy ; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame , Catch ...
... lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire , and then supplies ; Unknown to them , when sensual pleasures cloy , To fill the languid pause with finer joy ; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame , Catch ...
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... land of mirth and social ease ,略 Pleased with thyself , whom all the world can please , How often have I led thy sportive choir , With tuneless pipe , beside the murmuring Loire ! Where shading elms along the margin grew , And freshen ...
... land of mirth and social ease ,略 Pleased with thyself , whom all the world can please , How often have I led thy sportive choir , With tuneless pipe , beside the murmuring Loire ! Where shading elms along the margin grew , And freshen ...
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... land ; From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are pleased , they give to get esteem , Till , seeming blest , they grow to what they seem . But while this softer art their ...
... land ; From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are pleased , they give to get esteem , Till , seeming blest , they grow to what they seem . But while this softer art their ...
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... land of tyrants , and a den of slaves , Here wretches seek dishonourable graves , And , calmly bent , to servitude conform , Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm . Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough , poor ...
... land of tyrants , and a den of slaves , Here wretches seek dishonourable graves , And , calmly bent , to servitude conform , Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm . Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough , poor ...
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“The” miscellaneous works of Oliver Goldsmith, Volym 2 Oliver Goldsmith Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1825 |
The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His ..., Volym 2 Oliver Goldsmith Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1825 |
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Sida 93 - Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
Sida 92 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Sida 20 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Sida 57 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Sida 53 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay; Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd, can never be supplied.
Sida 38 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Sida 38 - Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies, That first excites desire, and then supplies ; Unknown to them, when sensual pleasures cloy, To fill the languid pause with finer joy ; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame, Catch every nerve, and vibrate through the frame.
Sida 57 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven.
Sida 56 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Sida 62 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.