The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Poetical works. Dramas. The vicar of WakefieldLittle, Brown, 1854 - 1 Seiten |
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... thee ; Still to my Brother turns , with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening chain . " Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian saints attend . Blest be that spot , where cheerful ...
... thee ; Still to my Brother turns , with ceaseless pain , And drags at each remove a lengthening chain . " Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend , And round his dwelling guardian saints attend . Blest be that spot , where cheerful ...
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... thee to thy doom . IV . " 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 . ว Originally : - " Deign , saint - like tenant of the dale , To guide my nightly way ...
... thee to thy doom . IV . " 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 . ว Originally : - " Deign , saint - like tenant of the dale , To guide my nightly way ...
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... thee . In imitation of the " Gentle Herdsman " of Percy's " Reliques , " which Percy tells us ( " Reliques , " ed . 1775 , vol . i . ) , " the doctor had much admired in manuscript , and has finely improved ! " 2 " Thus every day I fast ...
... thee . In imitation of the " Gentle Herdsman " of Percy's " Reliques , " which Percy tells us ( " Reliques , " ed . 1775 , vol . i . ) , " the doctor had much admired in manuscript , and has finely improved ! " 2 " Thus every day I fast ...
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Oliver Goldsmith Peter Cunningham. XXXIX . " Thus let me hold thee to my heart , And ev'ry care resign : And shall we never , never part , My life , my all that's mine ? XL . " No ; never , from this hour to part , We'll live and love so ...
Oliver Goldsmith Peter Cunningham. XXXIX . " Thus let me hold thee to my heart , And ev'ry care resign : And shall we never , never part , My life , my all that's mine ? XL . " No ; never , from this hour to part , We'll live and love so ...
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... thee ! How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid vigour not their own : At every draught more large and large they grow , A ...
... thee ! How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid vigour not their own : At every draught more large and large they grow , A ...
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assure Burchell charms child cried CROAKER daughter DAVID GARRICK dear Ecod edition Enter Exeunt Exit favour fellow Flamborough fortune friendship Garnet gentleman girl give Goldsmith happy Hast hear heart heaven honest Honey Honeywood honour hope horse Jarv Jarvis Jenkinson ladies laugh leave Leon Leontine letter Livy Lofty look Lord Madam Manetho manner Marl Marlow marriage married mind Miss Hard MISS HARDCASTLE Miss Nev Miss Neville Miss Rich Miss Richland morning Moses neighbour never night OLIVER GOLDSMITH Olivia once pardon passion pleasure poor prison replied returned round scarce seemed servants Sir William Sir Wm sister soon Sophia Squire stept Stoops to Conquer stranger sure talk tell thee there's things Thornhill thou thought Tony town turn Vicar of Wakefield virtue wife wretched young Zounds
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Seite 39 - neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made !, 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; 1
Seite 44 - beard descending swept his aged breast; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims allow'd; The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talk'd the night away; 1 The "sad historian of the pensive plain" (whose figure is to be seen on the copperplate vignette
Seite 45 - how fields were won. Pleas'd with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even his failings
Seite 45 - The service past, around the pious man, With steady zeal, each honest rustic ran; Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile. His ready smile a parent's warmth exprest, Their welfare pleas'd him, and their cares distrest;
Seite 48 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art: Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their first-born sway; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, Unenvied, unmolested,
Seite 21 - small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kiugs can cause or cure. Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we make or find : With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. The lifted axe, the agonising wheel, Luke's iron crown, and Damiens
Seite 40 - 1 And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; * 1
Seite 13 - Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more. Such are the charms to barren states assign'd ; Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd. Yet let them only share the praises due; If few their wants, their pleasures are but few:
Seite 45 - The reverend champion stood. At his controul, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whisper' d praise. At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Seite 42 - parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, 1 Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train,