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Pagina 95
... sir , To eat mutton cold , and cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , ' whose heart was a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was in't ; The pupil of impulse , it forced him along , His conduct still right ...
... sir , To eat mutton cold , and cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , ' whose heart was a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was in't ; The pupil of impulse , it forced him along , His conduct still right ...
Pagina 116
... SIR WILLIAM HONEYWOOD . .MR CLARKE . LEONTINE .. .MR BENSLEY . JARVIS . BUTLER . BAILIFF .. DUBARDIEU POSTBOY . .MR DUNSTALL . .MR CUSHING . .MR R. SMITH . .MR HOLTAM . MR QUICK . MISS RICHLAND OLIVIA .... MRS CROAKER GARNET . LANDLADY ...
... SIR WILLIAM HONEYWOOD . .MR CLARKE . LEONTINE .. .MR BENSLEY . JARVIS . BUTLER . BAILIFF .. DUBARDIEU POSTBOY . .MR DUNSTALL . .MR CUSHING . .MR R. SMITH . .MR HOLTAM . MR QUICK . MISS RICHLAND OLIVIA .... MRS CROAKER GARNET . LANDLADY ...
Pagina 117
... SIR WILLIAM HONEYWOOD , JARVIS . SIR WILLIAM . GOOD Jarvis , make no apologies for this honest blunt- Fidelity , like yours , is the best excuse for every ness . freedom . JARVIS . I can't help being blunt , and being very angry too ...
... SIR WILLIAM HONEYWOOD , JARVIS . SIR WILLIAM . GOOD Jarvis , make no apologies for this honest blunt- Fidelity , like yours , is the best excuse for every ness . freedom . JARVIS . I can't help being blunt , and being very angry too ...
Pagina 118
... SIR WILLIAM . My letters to him during my em- ployment in Italy , taught him only that philosophy which might prevent , not defend his errors . JARVIS . Faith , begging your honour's pardon , I'm sorry they taught him any philosophy at ...
... SIR WILLIAM . My letters to him during my em- ployment in Italy , taught him only that philosophy which might prevent , not defend his errors . JARVIS . Faith , begging your honour's pardon , I'm sorry they taught him any philosophy at ...
Pagina 119
... SIR WILLIAM . And upon that I proceed , as my last effort , though with very little hopes to reclaim him . That very fellow has just absconded , and I have taken up the security . Now , my intention is to involve him in fictitious ...
... SIR WILLIAM . And upon that I proceed , as my last effort , though with very little hopes to reclaim him . That very fellow has just absconded , and I have taken up the security . Now , my intention is to involve him in fictitious ...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of ..., Volume 2 Oliver Goldsmith Volledige weergave - 1825 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 93 - 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 92 - 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 20 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Pagina 57 - 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...
Pagina 53 - 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 38 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Pagina 38 - Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies, That first excites desire, and then supplies ; Unknown to them, when sensual pleasures cloy, To fill the languid pause with finer joy ; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame, Catch every nerve, and vibrate through the frame.
Pagina 57 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven.
Pagina 56 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Pagina 62 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.