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Pagina 21
... Burke , and Reynolds , wear sham honours . It is much more probable that , on his finding those supplies from Ireland running ominously short , the philosophic vagabond determined to prove to his correspondents that he was really at ...
... Burke , and Reynolds , wear sham honours . It is much more probable that , on his finding those supplies from Ireland running ominously short , the philosophic vagabond determined to prove to his correspondents that he was really at ...
Pagina 44
... Burke had spoken of the pleasure given him by Goldsmith's review of the Enquiry into the Origin of our Ideas of the Sublime and Beautiful . But , to crown all , the great Cham himself sought out this obscure author , who had on several ...
... Burke had spoken of the pleasure given him by Goldsmith's review of the Enquiry into the Origin of our Ideas of the Sublime and Beautiful . But , to crown all , the great Cham himself sought out this obscure author , who had on several ...
Pagina 68
... Burke , Hawkins , Beauclerk , Bennet Langton , and Dr. Nugent . It is almost certain that it was at Johnson's instiga- tion that he had been admitted into this choice fellow- ship . Long before either the Traveller or the Vicar had been ...
... Burke , Hawkins , Beauclerk , Bennet Langton , and Dr. Nugent . It is almost certain that it was at Johnson's instiga- tion that he had been admitted into this choice fellow- ship . Long before either the Traveller or the Vicar had been ...
Pagina 98
... Burke had sent the book , wrote to Garrick , " Le plaidoyer en faveur des voleurs , des petits larrons , des gens de mauvaises mœurs , est fort éloigné de me plaire . " Others , no doubt , considered the introduction of Miss Skeggs and ...
... Burke had sent the book , wrote to Garrick , " Le plaidoyer en faveur des voleurs , des petits larrons , des gens de mauvaises mœurs , est fort éloigné de me plaire . " Others , no doubt , considered the introduction of Miss Skeggs and ...
Pagina 99
William Black. tion of Burke , did not seem to consider that any re- markable new birth in literature had occurred ; and it is probable that this was a still greater disappointment to Goldsmith , who was so anxious to be thought well of ...
William Black. tion of Burke , did not seem to consider that any re- markable new birth in literature had occurred ; and it is probable that this was a still greater disappointment to Goldsmith , who was so anxious to be thought well of ...
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Pagina 130 - 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, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Pagina 124 - 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...
Pagina 124 - 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...
Pagina 112 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Pagina 128 - The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Pagina 72 - I received one morning," says Johnson, "a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and, as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Pagina 124 - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Pagina 125 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school...
Pagina 127 - And even the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped, what waits him there ? To see profusion that he must not share ; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper luxury and thin mankind...
Pagina 154 - At a dinner so various, at such a repast, Who'd not be a glutton, and stick to the last? Here, waiter ! more wine, let me sit while I'm able, Till all my companions sink under the table; Then, with chaos and blunders encircling my head, Let me ponder, and tell what I think of the dead.