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From art more various are the blessengs sent ; Wealth , commerce , honor ,
liberty , content . Yet these each other ' s power so strong contest , That either
seems destructive of the rest . Where wealth and freedom reign , contentment
fails And ...
From art more various are the blessengs sent ; Wealth , commerce , honor ,
liberty , content . Yet these each other ' s power so strong contest , That either
seems destructive of the rest . Where wealth and freedom reign , contentment
fails And ...
Sida 23
Yes , brother , curse with me that baleful hour . When first ambition struck at regal
power ; And thus polluting honor in its source , Gave wealth to sway the mind with
double force . Have we not seen round Britain ' s peopled shore , Her useful ...
Yes , brother , curse with me that baleful hour . When first ambition struck at regal
power ; And thus polluting honor in its source , Gave wealth to sway the mind with
double force . Have we not seen round Britain ' s peopled shore , Her useful ...
Sida 28
... i And the long grass o ' ertops the mould ' ring wall : And , trembling , shrinking
from the spoiler ' s hand , Far , far away thy children leave the land . lll fares the
land , to hast ' ning ills ā prey , Where wealth accumulates , and men decay .
... i And the long grass o ' ertops the mould ' ring wall : And , trembling , shrinking
from the spoiler ' s hand , Far , far away thy children leave the land . lll fares the
land , to hast ' ning ills ā prey , Where wealth accumulates , and men decay .
Sida 34
This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same . Not so
the loss . The man of wealth and pride , Takes up a space that many poor supply '
d ; Space for his lake , his park ' s extended bounds , Space for his horses ...
This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same . Not so
the loss . The man of wealth and pride , Takes up a space that many poor supply '
d ; Space for his lake , his park ' s extended bounds , Space for his horses ...
Sida 51
A charm that lulls to sleep ; “ A shade that follows wealth or fame , “ And leaves
the wretch to weep ! “ And love is still an emptier sound , “ The modern fair - one '
s jest : " On earth unseen , or only found " To warm the turtle ' s nest . " For shame
...
A charm that lulls to sleep ; “ A shade that follows wealth or fame , “ And leaves
the wretch to weep ! “ And love is still an emptier sound , “ The modern fair - one '
s jest : " On earth unseen , or only found " To warm the turtle ' s nest . " For shame
...
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Sida 28 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Sida 62 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Sida 61 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Sida 29 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate...
Sida 49 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. • • Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
Sida 62 - He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Sida 27 - The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove — These were thy charms, sweet village ! sports like these With sweet succession taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — but all these charms are fled.
Sida 31 - 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...
Sida 17 - Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed ; And, wondering man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile.
Sida 15 - 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...
Bibliografisk information
| Titel | Poetical Works |
| Författare | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Utgivare | W. Suttaby and C. Corrall, 1806 |
| Original från | Harvard University |
| Digitaliserad | 26 feb 2008 |
| Längd | 72 sidor |
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