The Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1845 - 235 pagina's |
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Pagina 96
... priest ; second Chaldean priest ; Chaldean woman ; chorus of Israelites , etc. — The captivity of Hoshea , and the ten tribes of Israel , is assigned to the year 721 ; the captivity of Zedekiah , King of Judah , to 587 ; and the ...
... priest ; second Chaldean priest ; Chaldean woman ; chorus of Israelites , etc. — The captivity of Hoshea , and the ten tribes of Israel , is assigned to the year 721 ; the captivity of Zedekiah , King of Judah , to 587 ; and the ...
Pagina 100
... priests , attended . FIRST PRIEST . Air . Come on , my companions , the triumph display - Let rapture the minutes employ ; The sun calls us out on this festival day , And our monarch partakes of our joy . Like the sun , our great ...
... priests , attended . FIRST PRIEST . Air . Come on , my companions , the triumph display - Let rapture the minutes employ ; The sun calls us out on this festival day , And our monarch partakes of our joy . Like the sun , our great ...
Pagina 101
... PRIEST . Wine and beauty thus inviting , Each to different joys exciting , Whither shall my choice incline ? FIRST PRIEST . I'll waste no longer thought in choosing ; But , neither love nor wine refusing , I'll make them both together ...
... PRIEST . Wine and beauty thus inviting , Each to different joys exciting , Whither shall my choice incline ? FIRST PRIEST . I'll waste no longer thought in choosing ; But , neither love nor wine refusing , I'll make them both together ...
Pagina 102
... PRIEST . Insulting slaves ! if gentler methods fail , The whip and angry tortures shall prevail . [ Exeunt Chaldeans . FIRST PROPHET . Why , let them come , one good remains to cheer ; We fear the Lord , and know no other fear . Chorus ...
... PRIEST . Insulting slaves ! if gentler methods fail , The whip and angry tortures shall prevail . [ Exeunt Chaldeans . FIRST PROPHET . Why , let them come , one good remains to cheer ; We fear the Lord , and know no other fear . Chorus ...
Pagina 103
... our eyes , Shall vanish as we soar . FIRST PRIEST . Recitative . No more ! Too long has justice been delay'd- The king's commands must fully be obey'd : Compliance with his will your peace secures ; Praise but MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 103.
... our eyes , Shall vanish as we soar . FIRST PRIEST . Recitative . No more ! Too long has justice been delay'd- The king's commands must fully be obey'd : Compliance with his will your peace secures ; Praise but MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . 103.
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Pagina 146 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Pagina 143 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ! The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Pagina 49 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate...
Pagina 54 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Pagina 56 - 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 ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pagina 70 - 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...
Pagina 48 - 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 36 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Pagina 144 - That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
Pagina 11 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow flies; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.