The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith, with illustr. by J. Absolon [and others.].1851 |
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Pagina xii
... luxurious apartments , he entertained constant parties of friends , to the great annoyance of Blackstone , who was diligently preparing his Commentaries in the " rooms beneath . These dissipations were expensive , and the xii MEMOIR OF ...
... luxurious apartments , he entertained constant parties of friends , to the great annoyance of Blackstone , who was diligently preparing his Commentaries in the " rooms beneath . These dissipations were expensive , and the xii MEMOIR OF ...
Pagina 6
... ascend , I sit. Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food , And learn the luxury of doing good . Processions form'd for piety and love- A mistress or a. 6 GOLDSMITH'S POETICAL WORKS .
... ascend , I sit. Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food , And learn the luxury of doing good . Processions form'd for piety and love- A mistress or a. 6 GOLDSMITH'S POETICAL WORKS .
Pagina 12
... luxurious ; though submissive , vain ; Though grave , yet trifling ; zealous , yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For wealth was theirs ...
... luxurious ; though submissive , vain ; Though grave , yet trifling ; zealous , yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew . All evils here contaminate the mind , That opulence departed leaves behind ; For wealth was theirs ...
Pagina 30
... luxuries ; and here also I expect the shout of modern politicians against me . For twenty or thirty years past it has been the fashion to consider luxury as one of the greatest national advantages ; and all the wisdom of antiquity , in ...
... luxuries ; and here also I expect the shout of modern politicians against me . For twenty or thirty years past it has been the fashion to consider luxury as one of the greatest national advantages ; and all the wisdom of antiquity , in ...
Pagina 34
... luxury allied , And every pang that folly pays to pride . Those gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom , Those calm desires that ask'd but little room , Those healthful sports that grac'd the peaceful scene , Liv'd in each look , and ...
... luxury allied , And every pang that folly pays to pride . Those gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom , Those calm desires that ask'd but little room , Those healthful sports that grac'd the peaceful scene , Liv'd in each look , and ...
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Amidst ballad bards Bennet Langton bestow blessings blest bliss boast breast BULKLEY Burke CHALDEAN charms cheer CHORUS climes Coloured dear e'en Edmund Burke Epilogue epitaph eyes fame fear flies fond Garrick gilt edges groves guest HARRISON WEIR heart Heaven Hermit honour ISRAELITISH WOMAN Jack Johnson keep a corner labour land learning Lord luxury MADAME maid mind mirth MISS CATLEY never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pass'd pasty Pictures pity plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poor praise pride PROPHET.-RECITATIVE proud rage raptures reign Richard Burke rise round scene sigh sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies skill'd smiling sorrow soul splendour spread STOOPS TO CONQUER stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tear thee thine thou toil triumph turn Twas tyrant venison Vicar of Wakefield village Washington Irving wealth weep Whitefoord William Kenrick wretches yonder
Populaire passages
Pagina 33 - Sweet smiling village ! loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green ! One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Pagina 38 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind. And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Pagina 62 - 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.
Pagina 92 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Pagina 40 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt, for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood.
Pagina 44 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
Pagina 40 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased 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.
Pagina 36 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, 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.
Pagina 31 - I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene ; How often have I paused on every charm...
Pagina 39 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. 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.