 For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all...  Miscellaneous Works - Страница 583написао/ла Oliver Goldsmith - 1884 - 695 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 страница
...could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rusticks ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the...is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the signpost caught... | |
 | 1814 - 310 страница
...story ran that he could gauge : In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For ev'n though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length,...all his fame ; the very spot Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1821 - 236 страница
...presage^ And even the story ran that he could guage : In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For even though vanquished he could argue still ; While words...that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where gray-beard mirth, and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talked with looks profound And... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 страница
...the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one smalihead ght the bowsprit, bondi, And from above the stem deep...totters, unsustained on high; And now the ship, fore-li cnusrht the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where gray-beard mirth... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 534 страница
...; And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew. That one small head could carry all he knew. (l> But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many...eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspire!, Where grey-beard mirth, and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talkM with looks... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1838 - 544 страница
...skill, For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thund'ring liver triumph'd, is forgot — Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 472 страница
...skill, For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around,—...all his fame. The very spot ' Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot.— Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 страница
...presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge ; In arguing too the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still ; While words...very spot Where many a time he triumphed is forgot. NIGHT. NIGHT is the time for rest ; How sweet, when labours close, To gather round an aching breast... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1839 - 242 страница
...skill, For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And...is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught... | |
 | 1840 - 378 страница
...skill, For, ev'n though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thund'ring sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And...is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the signpost caught... | |
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