Select works of Oliver Goldsmith, Containing i. The vicar of Wakefield, ii. The traveller and iii. The deserted village. With memoirs of the life and writtings [sic] of the autor [sic] by R. Anderson1803 |
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... son of the Rev. a ) Charles Goldsmith , and was born at Elphin , in the county of Rofcommon , ( ac- cording to his epitaph in Westminster - Abbey b ) , at Pallas , in the county of Longford ) in Ire- land , in 1729. He was inftructed in ...
... son of the Rev. a ) Charles Goldsmith , and was born at Elphin , in the county of Rofcommon , ( ac- cording to his epitaph in Westminster - Abbey b ) , at Pallas , in the county of Longford ) in Ire- land , in 1729. He was inftructed in ...
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... Son , Life of Parnell , and Natural Hiftory , have obtained most distinction . His Vicar of Wakefield ranks in the first class of Eng- lifh novels . The language which ,, angels might have heard , and virgins told i ) , " " deferves the ...
... Son , Life of Parnell , and Natural Hiftory , have obtained most distinction . His Vicar of Wakefield ranks in the first class of Eng- lifh novels . The language which ,, angels might have heard , and virgins told i ) , " " deferves the ...
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... Son , who was préfent , endeavoured móderate our grief ; hè både ús take cóm- ort , fór he hoped that we might ftill háve eafon to be thankful . ,, My child , " cried ,,, look round the world , and fee if there eány happiness left mè ...
... Son , who was préfent , endeavoured móderate our grief ; hè både ús take cóm- ort , fór he hoped that we might ftill háve eafon to be thankful . ,, My child , " cried ,,, look round the world , and fee if there eány happiness left mè ...
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Seite 295 - 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; Full well the busy whisper circling round Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned.
Seite 297 - 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...
Seite 295 - 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 295 - 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 295 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Seite 274 - Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow flies...
Seite 290 - 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 294 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side...
Seite 297 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Seite 293 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...