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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... thee ; Still to my brother turns , with ceafeless pain , And drags at each remove a length'ning chain : Eternal bleffings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian faints attend ; Bleft be that spot , where chearful ...
... thee ; Still to my brother turns , with ceafeless pain , And drags at each remove a length'ning chain : Eternal bleffings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian faints attend ; Bleft be that spot , where chearful ...
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... of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found me poor at firft , and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well . " The а The Doctor did not reap a profit from his XX MEMOIRS OF.
... of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found me poor at firft , and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well . " The а The Doctor did not reap a profit from his XX MEMOIRS OF.
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... thee , with my children flain ! Scarce has the fun thrice urg'd his annual tour , Since half my race have felt thy barbarous power ; Sore haft thou thinn'd each pleafing art , And ftruck a mufe with every dart : Bard , after bard , obey ...
... thee , with my children flain ! Scarce has the fun thrice urg'd his annual tour , Since half my race have felt thy barbarous power ; Sore haft thou thinn'd each pleafing art , And ftruck a mufe with every dart : Bard , after bard , obey ...
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... thee fhall forrow fadden all the scene , And every paftime , perish on the green ; The sturdy farmer fhall fufpend his tale , The woodman's ballad shall no more regale , No more shall Mirth , each ruftic sport inspire , But every frolic ...
... thee fhall forrow fadden all the scene , And every paftime , perish on the green ; The sturdy farmer fhall fufpend his tale , The woodman's ballad shall no more regale , No more shall Mirth , each ruftic sport inspire , But every frolic ...
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... thee to unrelenting power ; Thee , the proud boaft , of all the tuneful train That sweep the lyre , or fwell the polish'd strain ? Much honour'd Bard ! if my untutur'd verse Could pay a tribute , worthy of thy hearfe , With fearless ...
... thee to unrelenting power ; Thee , the proud boaft , of all the tuneful train That sweep the lyre , or fwell the polish'd strain ? Much honour'd Bard ! if my untutur'd verse Could pay a tribute , worthy of thy hearfe , With fearless ...
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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...