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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... things , " More trifling still than they . " And what is friendship but a name , " A charm that fulls tò sleep ; " A fhade that follows wealth or fame , " And leaves the wretch to weep ? " And love is ftill an emptier found , " The ...
... things , " More trifling still than they . " And what is friendship but a name , " A charm that fulls tò sleep ; " A fhade that follows wealth or fame , " And leaves the wretch to weep ? " And love is ftill an emptier found , " The ...
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... thing , who wants to be thought a bold man , having loft the character of a wife one . Him they dignify with the name of poet his tawdry lampoons are called fatires ; his turbulence is faid to be force , and his phrenzy fire . What ...
... thing , who wants to be thought a bold man , having loft the character of a wife one . Him they dignify with the name of poet his tawdry lampoons are called fatires ; his turbulence is faid to be force , and his phrenzy fire . What ...
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... things are great to little man ; And wiser he , whose sympathetic mind Exults in all the good of all mankind . Ye glittering towns , with wealth and fplendor crown'd ; Ye fields , where fummer spreads profufion round ; Ye lakes , whofe ...
... things are great to little man ; And wiser he , whose sympathetic mind Exults in all the good of all mankind . Ye glittering towns , with wealth and fplendor crown'd ; Ye fields , where fummer spreads profufion round ; Ye lakes , whofe ...
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... - grown foot - way tread , But all the bloomy flush of life is fled . All but yon widow'd , folitary thing , That feebly bends befide the plashy fpring ; She , She , wretched matron , forc'd , in age , THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 63.
... - grown foot - way tread , But all the bloomy flush of life is fled . All but yon widow'd , folitary thing , That feebly bends befide the plashy fpring ; She , She , wretched matron , forc'd , in age , THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 63.
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... things like these for thee ! How do thy potions with infidious joy , Diffuse their pleafures only to deftroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to fickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid vigour not their own . At every draught more large and large ...
... things like these for thee ! How do thy potions with infidious joy , Diffuse their pleafures only to deftroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to fickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid vigour not their own . At every draught more large and large ...
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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...