The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithHooker, 1841 - 118 pagina's |
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Pagina 52
... closet , just twelve feet by nine , ) * See the letters that passed between his Royal Highness Henry Duke of Cumberland , and Lady Grosvenor ; 12mo . , 1769 . 1 My friend bade me welcome , but struck me quite 52 THE HAUNCH OF VENISON .
... closet , just twelve feet by nine , ) * See the letters that passed between his Royal Highness Henry Duke of Cumberland , and Lady Grosvenor ; 12mo . , 1769 . 1 My friend bade me welcome , but struck me quite 52 THE HAUNCH OF VENISON .
Pagina 54
... lady cried out ; ' We'll all keep a corner , was echoed about . While thus we resolved , and the pasty delay'd , With looks that quite petrified , enter'd the maid : A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priam in drawing ...
... lady cried out ; ' We'll all keep a corner , was echoed about . While thus we resolved , and the pasty delay'd , With looks that quite petrified , enter'd the maid : A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priam in drawing ...
Pagina 110
... lords , to ogle the ladies , and all the other fine things there , may , I grant , be a perfect show to us that view it but seldom ; but it may be a troublesome business enough to those who are to settle such cere- monies 110 LETTER .
... lords , to ogle the ladies , and all the other fine things there , may , I grant , be a perfect show to us that view it but seldom ; but it may be a troublesome business enough to those who are to settle such cere- monies 110 LETTER .
Pagina 114
... ladies and gentlemen walked along , one foot before another , and threw their eyes about them , on this side and that , perfectly like clock - work . O ! Mr. Prin- ter , it had been a fine sight indeed , if there was but a little more ...
... ladies and gentlemen walked along , one foot before another , and threw their eyes about them , on this side and that , perfectly like clock - work . O ! Mr. Prin- ter , it had been a fine sight indeed , if there was but a little more ...
Pagina 61
... lady Schaub then at her house , under- took to bring this about , by making him the first visit . He had been ... Lady Schaub's compliments to Mr. Gray ; she is sorry not to have found him at home , to tell him that Lady Brown is very ...
... lady Schaub then at her house , under- took to bring this about , by making him the first visit . He had been ... Lady Schaub's compliments to Mr. Gray ; she is sorry not to have found him at home , to tell him that Lady Brown is very ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ACERONIA ÆSCHYLUS AGRIPPINA Anicetus atque awake Baiæ bard Bartholomew fair beneath bliss blooming band breast breath brow Cæsar charms cheerful climes cried daughter dear death dread e'en Elegy Eolian Eton College eyes fame fate fear fire fond FRAGMENT glittering glory golden grace Gray hæc hand heart Heaven honour John Penn king lady land Lord lyre maid Margaret of Anjou Masinissa MASON mind morn mother muse ne'er Nero night o'er Odin OLIVER GOLDSMITH Otho pain passion Pindar pleasure poem poet pride PROPHETESS pursue quæ raptures reign repose rise round scene shade shame sight skies smile soft solemn song sorrow soul spirit stanza STOOPS TO CONQUER sweet Taliessin tear thee Thormodus Torfæus thou trembling Twas vale venison victorious bands voice wealth weep wing written yonder youth
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Pagina 36 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed 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 learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Pagina 67 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Pagina 32 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Pagina 61 - 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 4 - Through richest purple to the view Betray'da golden gleam. The hapless nymph with wonder saw : A whisker first, and then a claw, With many an ardent wish, She stretch'd, in vain, to reach the prize...
Pagina 53 - Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry,...
Pagina 61 - 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 rigid to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, sir — To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
Pagina 29 - 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...
Pagina 13 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Pagina 41 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all, her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...