The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Poems. Dramas. Criticism relating to poetry and the belles-lettersJohn Murray, Albemarle Street, 1837 |
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Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. COLDSMITH , M. B. LIVER COL Paunted by rewich Ingraved by E Finder SEAS OF MY YOUTH TRY OF TES SHE FRY SPORT COLD PLEASE , SPD OF LTRY GRM . SHELIERD COT THE CUL.11 TED FARM THE TUF SPP PC BROOL THI ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. COLDSMITH , M. B. LIVER COL Paunted by rewich Ingraved by E Finder SEAS OF MY YOUTH TRY OF TES SHE FRY SPORT COLD PLEASE , SPD OF LTRY GRM . SHELIERD COT THE CUL.11 TED FARM THE TUF SPP PC BROOL THI ...
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Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. XIV . Barrett's translation of Ovid's Epistles xv . Church's edition of Spenser's Faerie Queen PAGE 430 .... 440 ......... XVI . Langhorne's Death of Adonis , from the Greek of Bion ....... XVII . Ward ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. XIV . Barrett's translation of Ovid's Epistles xv . Church's edition of Spenser's Faerie Queen PAGE 430 .... 440 ......... XVI . Langhorne's Death of Adonis , from the Greek of Bion ....... XVII . Ward ...
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Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. C6 " For praise , too dearly lov'd , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all internal strength of thought ; And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. C6 " For praise , too dearly lov'd , or warmly sought , Enfeebles all internal strength of thought ; And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ...
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Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation here , with tawdry art , Pants for the vulgar praise which fools impart ; Here vanity assumes ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. And the weak soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation here , with tawdry art , Pants for the vulgar praise which fools impart ; Here vanity assumes ...
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Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. THE HERMIT . 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 . V. " Then turn to - night , and freely share Whate'er my ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. THE HERMIT . 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 . V. " Then turn to - night , and freely share Whate'er my ...
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Pagina 55 - And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain : No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way ; Along thy glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land.
Pagina 101 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
Pagina 61 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Pagina 127 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Pagina 58 - But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But. all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
Pagina 55 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd, can never be supplied...
Pagina 62 - For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Pagina 27 - Yet think not, thus when Freedom's ills I state, I mean to flatter kings, or court the great; Ye powers of truth that bid my soul aspire, Far from my bosom drive the low desire; And...
Pagina 60 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side; 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.
Pagina 58 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The...