Goldsmith's Miscellaneous WorksWilliam Smith, 113, Fleet Street, 1841 - 127 pagina's |
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... eyes , And trace them through the prospect as it lies : Here for a while , my proper cares resign'd , Here let me sit in sorrow for mankind ; Like yon neglected shrub , at random cast , That shades the steep , and sighs at every blast ...
... eyes , And trace them through the prospect as it lies : Here for a while , my proper cares resign'd , Here let me sit in sorrow for mankind ; Like yon neglected shrub , at random cast , That shades the steep , and sighs at every blast ...
Pagina 8
... eye , Low lies that house where nut - brown draughts inspired , Where grey - beard mirth , and smiling toil retired ... eyes ; But when those charms are past , for charms are When time advances , and when lovers fail , [ frail , She ...
... eye , Low lies that house where nut - brown draughts inspired , Where grey - beard mirth , and smiling toil retired ... eyes ; But when those charms are past , for charms are When time advances , and when lovers fail , [ frail , She ...
Pagina 9
... eyes Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine Where the poor houseless shivering female lies . She once , perhaps , in village plenty blest , Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn ...
... eyes Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine Where the poor houseless shivering female lies . She once , perhaps , in village plenty blest , Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn ...
Pagina 10
... eyes on ! Pray , a slice of your liver , though , may I be curst , But I've eat of your tripe till I'm ready to burst . " " The tripe ! " quoth the Jew , with his chocolate cheek , " I could dine on this tripe seven days in a week ; I ...
... eyes on ! Pray , a slice of your liver , though , may I be curst , But I've eat of your tripe till I'm ready to burst . " " The tripe ! " quoth the Jew , with his chocolate cheek , " I could dine on this tripe seven days in a week ; I ...
Pagina 11
... eyes ; And every added weight of woe Shall make our homage rise . SECOND PROPHET . And though no temple richly drest , Nor sacrifice is here ; We'll make his temple in our breast , And offer up a tear . [ The first stanza repeated by ...
... eyes ; And every added weight of woe Shall make our homage rise . SECOND PROPHET . And though no temple richly drest , Nor sacrifice is here ; We'll make his temple in our breast , And offer up a tear . [ The first stanza repeated by ...
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Pagina 6 - How often have I bless'd 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...
Pagina 8 - Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd 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 learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh...
Pagina 7 - 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. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Pagina 8 - But verging to decline, its splendours rise, Its vistas strike, its palaces surprise ; While, scourged by famine from the smiling land, The mournful peasant leads his humble band ; And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave.
Pagina 8 - 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 9 - Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness, are there ; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ! Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame ! Dear, charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride ; Thou source of all my bliss,...
Pagina 7 - His best companions, innocence and health, And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. But times are alter'd ; trade's unfeeling train Usurp the land, and dispossess the swain : Along the lawn, where scatter'd hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth, and cumbrous pomp repose ; And every want to luxury allied, And every pang that folly pays to pride.
Pagina 8 - That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds : The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has...
Pagina 9 - 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.
Pagina 8 - 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; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...