The Poetical Works of Goldsmith, Collins, and T. Warton: With Lives, Critical Dissertations, and Explanatory NotesJ. Nichol, 1854 - 303 страница |
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... wild , sir - very wild— but he is so NO MORE . " He was buried privately in the Temple burying - ground , on the 9th of April . The Literary Club erected a monument to his memory , which was chiselled by Nollekens , placed beside that ...
... wild , sir - very wild— but he is so NO MORE . " He was buried privately in the Temple burying - ground , on the 9th of April . The Literary Club erected a monument to his memory , which was chiselled by Nollekens , placed beside that ...
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... wilds impart , 191 Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And even those hills , that round his mansion rise , Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies . Dear is ... wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till THE TRAVELLER . 7.
... wilds impart , 191 Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And even those hills , that round his mansion rise , Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies . Dear is ... wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till THE TRAVELLER . 7.
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... wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the bliss expire . But not their joys alone thus coarsely flow ; Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as refinement stops , from sire to son ...
... wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the bliss expire . But not their joys alone thus coarsely flow ; Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as refinement stops , from sire to son ...
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... wild Oswego spreads her swamps around , And Niagara stuns with thundering sound ? Even now , perhaps , as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests , and through dangerous ways , Where beasts with man divided empire claim , And ...
... wild Oswego spreads her swamps around , And Niagara stuns with thundering sound ? Even now , perhaps , as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests , and through dangerous ways , Where beasts with man divided empire claim , And ...
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... last torn in pieces by wild horses . This last paragraph , with the exception of the two lines about Luke , & c . , is Dr Johnson's composi- tion . How often have I bless'd the coming day , When 14 GOLDSMITH'S POEMS . The Deserted Village.
... last torn in pieces by wild horses . This last paragraph , with the exception of the two lines about Luke , & c . , is Dr Johnson's composi- tion . How often have I bless'd the coming day , When 14 GOLDSMITH'S POEMS . The Deserted Village.
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airy Albion's Amid ancient Athens towers bards beneath blest bliss bloom boast bold bowers breast bright British Poets brow castle charms crown crown'd dear deep delight divine dome Dr Johnson edition eyes fair fairy fame Fancy flowers fond Freedom calls genius George Gilfillan Gilfillan Glastonbury Abbey gloom glow golden Goldsmith Gothic grace green groves hail hand haste heart hoar honour hues Isis isle Joseph Warton King Arthur kings lyre Magdalen College magic magic edge maid mild mind Muse numbers nymph o'er Oxford pale patriot pensive plain poems poetic poetry praise pride proud queen rage rapture reign round rude sacred sage scene shade shrine smile soft solemn song soothe soul sound spread strain stream sublime swain sweet thee Theocritus thine Thomas Warton thou throne toil towers vale volumes Warton wave wild wreath youth
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Страница 18 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind. And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Страница 26 - 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...
Страница xxv - How small , of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Страница 19 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, 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.
Страница 21 - No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail ; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Страница 120 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Страница 20 - Yet he was kind; or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declared how much he knew; 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And even the story ran that he could gauge...
Страница 17 - 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.
Страница 120 - Sisters and their chaste-eyed Queen, Satyrs and Sylvan Boys, were seen Peeping from forth their alleys green : Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear ; And Sport leapt up, and seized his beechen spear.
Страница 16 - Along the lawn, where scatter'd hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth, and cumbrous pomp repose ; And every want to luxury allied, And every pang that folly pays to pride.