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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... fond of talking of thofe who have given " us pleasure , not that we have any thing " important to fay , but because the sub- " ject is pleafing . " Oliver Goldsmith , fon of the reverend Charles Goldfmith , was born at Elphin , in the ...
... fond of talking of thofe who have given " us pleasure , not that we have any thing " important to fay , but because the sub- " ject is pleafing . " Oliver Goldsmith , fon of the reverend Charles Goldfmith , was born at Elphin , in the ...
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... Fond hopes , adieu ! No more your airy dreams fhall mock Here will I learn ambition to controul , And each afpiring paffion of the foul : my view : E'en E'en now , methinks , his well - known voice ON THE DEATH , & c . lvii.
... Fond hopes , adieu ! No more your airy dreams fhall mock Here will I learn ambition to controul , And each afpiring paffion of the foul : my view : E'en E'en now , methinks , his well - known voice ON THE DEATH , & c . lvii.
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... foplings fcornfully deride ' " The fwain , whofe humble pipe is all his pride . " There will I fly to feek that soft repose , Which folitude contemplative beftows : . Yet , " Yet , oh fond hope ! perchance there still lviii ON THE DEATH OF.
... foplings fcornfully deride ' " The fwain , whofe humble pipe is all his pride . " There will I fly to feek that soft repose , Which folitude contemplative beftows : . Yet , " Yet , oh fond hope ! perchance there still lviii ON THE DEATH OF.
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... fond hope ! perchance there still remains " One lingering friend behind , to blefs the plains ; " Some hermit of the dale , infhrined in ease , Long loft companion of my youthful days ; " With whose sweet converfe in his social bower ...
... fond hope ! perchance there still remains " One lingering friend behind , to blefs the plains ; " Some hermit of the dale , infhrined in ease , Long loft companion of my youthful days ; " With whose sweet converfe in his social bower ...
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... Fond to be feen , she kept a bevy Of powder'd coxcombs at her levy ; The ' fquire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations ; Jack fuck'd his pipe , and often broke A figh in fuffocating smoke ; While all their ...
... Fond to be feen , she kept a bevy Of powder'd coxcombs at her levy ; The ' fquire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations ; Jack fuck'd his pipe , and often broke A figh in fuffocating smoke ; While all their ...
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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...