The Select Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With the Portrait of the AuthorB. Tauchnitz, 1842 - 429 страница |
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... Manner of Swift 249 Stanzas on Woman 251 - Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog 251 Epitaph on Edward Purdon 252 Epilogue to the Comedy of the Sister 253 Verses in Reply to an Invitation to Dinner at Dr. Baker's 254 Epitaph on Dr. Parnell ...
... Manner of Swift 249 Stanzas on Woman 251 - Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog 251 Epitaph on Edward Purdon 252 Epilogue to the Comedy of the Sister 253 Verses in Reply to an Invitation to Dinner at Dr. Baker's 254 Epitaph on Dr. Parnell ...
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... manner , though I had but six , I considered them as a very valuable present made to my country , and conse- quently looked upon it as my debtor . Our eldest son was named George , after his uncle , who left us ten thousand pounds . Our ...
... manner , though I had but six , I considered them as a very valuable present made to my country , and conse- quently looked upon it as my debtor . Our eldest son was named George , after his uncle , who left us ten thousand pounds . Our ...
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... manner of gaming , except back- gammon , at which my old friend and I sometimes took a twopenny hit . Nor can I here pass over an ominous circum- stance that happened the last time we played together . I only wanted to fling a quatre ...
... manner of gaming , except back- gammon , at which my old friend and I sometimes took a twopenny hit . Nor can I here pass over an ominous circum- stance that happened the last time we played together . I only wanted to fling a quatre ...
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... manner Hooker , your great ancestor , travelled there before you . Take from me the same horse that was given him by the good Bishop Jewel , this staff ; and take this book too , it will be your comfort on the way : these two lines in ...
... manner Hooker , your great ancestor , travelled there before you . Take from me the same horse that was given him by the good Bishop Jewel , this staff ; and take this book too , it will be your comfort on the way : these two lines in ...
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... manner , he travelled through Europe on foot , and though he has scarce attained the age of thirty , his circumstances are more affluent than At present , his bounties are more rational and mo- derate than before ; but still he ...
... manner , he travelled through Europe on foot , and though he has scarce attained the age of thirty , his circumstances are more affluent than At present , his bounties are more rational and mo- derate than before ; but still he ...
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Страница 210 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Страница 210 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven: As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread. Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Страница 209 - All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
Страница 206 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down; The swain, mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place...
Страница 236 - As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine ; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line: Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings — a dupe to his art.
Страница 123 - 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...
Страница 209 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Страница 207 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Страница 251 - 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...
Страница 76 - 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.