The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Including a Variety of Pieces Now First Collected, Volym 4Putnam, 1850 |
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... tell , nor am I solicitous to know . My aims are right . Without espousing the cause of any party , I have attempted to moderate the rage of all . I have endeavored to show , that there may be equal happiness in states that are ...
... tell , nor am I solicitous to know . My aims are right . Without espousing the cause of any party , I have attempted to moderate the rage of all . I have endeavored to show , that there may be equal happiness in states that are ...
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... 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 . O blest ...
... 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 . O blest ...
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... tell what I think of the dead . Here lies the good Dean , || reunited to earth , Who mix'd reason with pleasure , and wisdom with mirth ; If he had any faults , he has left us in doubt , At least , in six weeks I could not find ' em out ...
... tell what I think of the dead . Here lies the good Dean , || reunited to earth , Who mix'd reason with pleasure , and wisdom with mirth ; If he had any faults , he has left us in doubt , At least , in six weeks I could not find ' em out ...
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... tell it , and , burn ye : He was , could he help it ? -a special attorney . 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 ...
... tell it , and , burn ye : He was , could he help it ? -a special attorney . 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 ...
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... tell them the reason why asses had ears ; " An't please you , " quoth John , " I'm not given to letters , Nor dare I pretend to know more than my betters ; Howe'er from this time I shall ne'er see your graces , As I hope to be sav'd ...
... tell them the reason why asses had ears ; " An't please you , " quoth John , " I'm not given to letters , Nor dare I pretend to know more than my betters ; Howe'er from this time I shall ne'er see your graces , As I hope to be sav'd ...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Including a Variety of ..., Volym 4 Oliver Goldsmith,Sir James Prior Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1854 |
The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Including a Variety of ..., Volym 4 Oliver Goldsmith,Sir James Prior Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1854 |
The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Including a Variety of ..., Volym 4 Oliver Goldsmith Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1887 |
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Sida 70 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Sida 39 - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Sida 64 - ... sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply...
Sida 69 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Sida 71 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven.
Sida 76 - But when those charms are past, for charms are frail, When time advances, and when lovers fail, She then shines forth, solicitous to bless, In all the glaring impotence of dress.
Sida 72 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school.
Sida 78 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing. But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Sida 29 - No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword. No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.
Sida 33 - 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 pleasure on another's breast. Hence ostentation here, with tawdry art, Pants for the vulgar praise which fools impart; Here vanity assumes her pert grimace, And trims her robes of frieze with copper lace; Here beggar- pride defrauds her daily cheer, To boast one...