The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First Collected. With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. In two volumes..H. Goldney, 1780 |
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... , friend to life's decline , Retreats from care that never must be mine ; How bleft is he who crowns , in fhades like these , A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Whe Who quits a world where ftrong temptations try 、 And xviii MEMOIRS ...
... , friend to life's decline , Retreats from care that never must be mine ; How bleft is he who crowns , in fhades like these , A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Whe Who quits a world where ftrong temptations try 、 And xviii MEMOIRS ...
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... these degenerate times of shame , To catch the heart , or ftrike for honeft fame ; Dear charming nymph , neglected and decried , My fhame in crowds my folitary pride ; Thou source of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found me poor at ...
... these degenerate times of shame , To catch the heart , or ftrike for honeft fame ; Dear charming nymph , neglected and decried , My fhame in crowds my folitary pride ; Thou source of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found me poor at ...
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... these two hours upon a " barrel of gunpowder . " The piece , how- ever , contrary to Mr. Colman's expecta- tion , was received with uncommon ap → plause by the audience ; and Goldsmith's pride was fo hurt by the feverity of the above ...
... these two hours upon a " barrel of gunpowder . " The piece , how- ever , contrary to Mr. Colman's expecta- tion , was received with uncommon ap → plause by the audience ; and Goldsmith's pride was fo hurt by the feverity of the above ...
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... these ingredients , which , warm'd in the baking , Turn to learning and gaming , religion and raking . With the love of a wench , let his writings be chafte ; Tip his tongue with strange matter , his pen with fine . tafte ; That the ...
... these ingredients , which , warm'd in the baking , Turn to learning and gaming , religion and raking . With the love of a wench , let his writings be chafte ; Tip his tongue with strange matter , his pen with fine . tafte ; That the ...
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... these the choice dishes the Doctor has fent us ? Is this the great poet whose works fo content us ? This Goldfmith's fine feaft , who has written fine books ? Heaven fends us good meat , but the devil fends cooks . The The Doctor feems ...
... these the choice dishes the Doctor has fent us ? Is this the great poet whose works fo content us ? This Goldfmith's fine feaft , who has written fine books ? Heaven fends us good meat , but the devil fends cooks . The The Doctor feems ...
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Seite 66 - 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.
Seite 99 - 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.
Seite 59 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Seite 66 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Seite 62 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Seite 66 - The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Seite 66 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled 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 : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Seite 51 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Seite 72 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Seite 62 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...