The Poetical Works, Complete, of Oliver Goldsmith ... with Some Account of His Life and Literature: To which are Prefixed Several Poetical Tributes to His Memory, by Contemportary WritersSherwood, Neely, and Jones, 1816 - 149 pagina's |
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Pagina x
... hope of engaging himself as a journeyman ; but his awkward appearance and broad Irish accent almost every where met with repulse and insult . At length a chemist near Fish - street - hill , struck with his forlorn condition , and the ...
... hope of engaging himself as a journeyman ; but his awkward appearance and broad Irish accent almost every where met with repulse and insult . At length a chemist near Fish - street - hill , struck with his forlorn condition , and the ...
Pagina xlviii
... No gaudy foplings scornfully deride " The swain , whose humble pipe is all his pride . " There will I fly to seek that soft repose , " Which solitude contemplative bestows : " Yet , oh fond hope ! perchance there still xlviii.
... No gaudy foplings scornfully deride " The swain , whose humble pipe is all his pride . " There will I fly to seek that soft repose , " Which solitude contemplative bestows : " Yet , oh fond hope ! perchance there still xlviii.
Pagina xlix
... hope ! perchance there still re- mains " One ling'ring friend behind , to bless the plains ; " Some hermit of the dale , inshrin'd in ease , " Long lost companion of my youthful days , " With whose sweet converse in the social bow'r " I ...
... hope ! perchance there still re- mains " One ling'ring friend behind , to bless the plains ; " Some hermit of the dale , inshrin'd in ease , " Long lost companion of my youthful days , " With whose sweet converse in the social bow'r " I ...
Pagina 12
... hope at rest , May gather bliss , to see my fellows blest . But where to find that happiest spot below , Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shudd'ring tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ...
... hope at rest , May gather bliss , to see my fellows blest . But where to find that happiest spot below , Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shudd'ring tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ...
Pagina 116
... than my betters ; " Howe'er , from this time , I shall ne'er see your graces , " As I hope to be sav'd ! without thinking on asses . " EDINBURGH , 1753 . STANZAS ON WOMAN . WHEN lovely woman stoops to folly The Clown's Reply.
... than my betters ; " Howe'er , from this time , I shall ne'er see your graces , " As I hope to be sav'd ! without thinking on asses . " EDINBURGH , 1753 . STANZAS ON WOMAN . WHEN lovely woman stoops to folly The Clown's Reply.
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Amidst Auburn ballad bard blessings blest bliss boast bosom bow'rs breast BULKLEY Burke charms cheerful climes cry'd David Garrick dear death e'en Edmund Burke Epilogue ev'ning ev'ry eyes fame farewel fire flies folly fond forlorn genius gentle heart heav'n hermit honest honour hour humble humour Inner Temple Johnson keep a corner land learning ling'ring lord lover luxury lyre maid mankind mind mirth MISS CATLEY ne'er neral never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once pain passion pasty plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet POETICAL poor pow'r praise pride R-AUSTIN reign rise round scene shade sigh sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies smiling sorrow soul spread Stoops to Conquer stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tear thee thine thou toil tomb train truth turn twas venison Vicar of Wakefield village virtue's virtues wealth weep Whilst Whitefoord wond'rous wretch
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Pagina 41 - Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings 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 24 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
Pagina 89 - For here forlorn and lost I tread With fainting steps and slow ; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem length'ning as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, ' ' To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. "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.
Pagina 96 - Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Pagina 49 - 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.
Pagina 42 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Pagina 46 - 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 laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pagina 74 - 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 with a razor.
Pagina 45 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And...
Pagina 38 - 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 While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old survey'd ; And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...