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Pagina 15
... told by the bookseller that it was then first published ; but in that , it seems , I was misinformed , and my reading was not extensive enough to set me right .. Another correspondent of yours accuses me of having taken a ballad I ...
... told by the bookseller that it was then first published ; but in that , it seems , I was misinformed , and my reading was not extensive enough to set me right .. Another correspondent of yours accuses me of having taken a ballad I ...
Pagina 16
... told me with his usual good - humour , the next time I saw him , that he had taken my plan to form the fragments of Shakspeare into a ballad of his own . He then read me his little Cento , if I may so call it , and I highly approved it ...
... told me with his usual good - humour , the next time I saw him , that he had taken my plan to form the fragments of Shakspeare into a ballad of his own . He then read me his little Cento , if I may so call it , and I highly approved it ...
Pagina 102
... told me , he found it very difficult to adapt words ; but he has succeeded very happily in these few lines . As I could sing the tune , and was fond of them , he was so good as to give me them , about a year ago , just as I was leaving ...
... told me , he found it very difficult to adapt words ; but he has succeeded very happily in these few lines . As I could sing the tune , and was fond of them , he was so good as to give me them , about a year ago , just as I was leaving ...
Pagina 106
... told horns are the fashion now . " Whilst thus he spoke , astonish'd , to his view , Near , and more near , the hounds and huntsmen drew ; Hoicks ! hark forward ! came thund'ring from behind , He bounds aloft , outstrips the fleeting ...
... told horns are the fashion now . " Whilst thus he spoke , astonish'd , to his view , Near , and more near , the hounds and huntsmen drew ; Hoicks ! hark forward ! came thund'ring from behind , He bounds aloft , outstrips the fleeting ...
Pagina 135
... told you , and tell you again , boy , that Miss Rich- land's fortune must not go out of the family ; one may find comfort in the money , whatever one does in the wife . LEONTINE . But , sir , though , in obedience to your desire , I am ...
... told you , and tell you again , boy , that Miss Rich- land's fortune must not go out of the family ; one may find comfort in the money , whatever one does in the wife . LEONTINE . But , sir , though , in obedience to your desire , I am ...
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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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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.