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But while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ;
For praise too dearly lov ' d , or warmly sought , ' Enfeebles all internal strength of
thought . And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all the pleasure on ...
But while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ;
For praise too dearly lov ' d , or warmly sought , ' Enfeebles all internal strength of
thought . And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all the pleasure on ...
Sida 55
Though fraught with all learning , yet straining his throat , To persuade Tommy
Townsendt to lend him a vote ; Who , too deep for his hearers , still went on
refining , And thought of convincing , while they thought of dining ; Though equal
to all ...
Though fraught with all learning , yet straining his throat , To persuade Tommy
Townsendt to lend him a vote ; Who , too deep for his hearers , still went on
refining , And thought of convincing , while they thought of dining ; Though equal
to all ...
Sida 100
Well , who could have thought so inno , cent a face could cover so much
cuteness ! Miss Richland . Why girl , I only oppose my prudence to their cunning ,
and practise a lesson they have taught me against themselves . Garnet . Then
you ' re ...
Well , who could have thought so inno , cent a face could cover so much
cuteness ! Miss Richland . Why girl , I only oppose my prudence to their cunning ,
and practise a lesson they have taught me against themselves . Garnet . Then
you ' re ...
Sida 174
Zounds master , I ' m not he ; there ' s the man that we thought was the rogue ,
and turns out to be one of the company . Croaker . How ! Honeywood . Mr .
Croaker , we have all been under a strange mistake here ; I find there is nobody
guilty ; it ...
Zounds master , I ' m not he ; there ' s the man that we thought was the rogue ,
and turns out to be one of the company . Croaker . How ! Honeywood . Mr .
Croaker , we have all been under a strange mistake here ; I find there is nobody
guilty ; it ...
Sida 281
By the laws , miss , it was your own cleverness , and not my stupidity , that did
your business . You were so nice snd so busy with your Shake - bags and
Goosegreens , that I thought you could never be making believe . A a 2 Enter
HASTINGS .
By the laws , miss , it was your own cleverness , and not my stupidity , that did
your business . You were so nice snd so busy with your Shake - bags and
Goosegreens , that I thought you could never be making believe . A a 2 Enter
HASTINGS .
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The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith, Volym 4 Oliver Goldsmith Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1809 |
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Sida 55 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; 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, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
Sida 44 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven.
Sida 46 - 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...
Sida 46 - The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
Sida 47 - Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied — Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds ; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green...
Sida 42 - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last.
Sida 28 - To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride, Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems to grow; Spreads its long arms amidst the wat'ry roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore...
Sida 26 - 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 : Their level life is but a...
Sida 59 - Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind ; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Sida 40 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance, that would those looks reprove.