The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith, with the life of the author, embellished with wood cuts by T. Bewick1809 |
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... , and imitate his strain --- But if no poet thou , reverse the plan , Depart in peace , and imitate the man . THE TRAVELLER ; OR , A PROSPECT OF SOCIETY . 16 LIFE OF DR . GOLDSMITH : THE Life of the Author Epitaph on Dr Goldsmith, by W ...
... , and imitate his strain --- But if no poet thou , reverse the plan , Depart in peace , and imitate the man . THE TRAVELLER ; OR , A PROSPECT OF SOCIETY . 16 LIFE OF DR . GOLDSMITH : THE Life of the Author Epitaph on Dr Goldsmith, by W ...
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... thou , fair Freedom , taught alike to feel The rabble's rage and tyrant's angry steel ; Thou tranfitory flow'r , alike undone By proud contempt , or favour's fostering fun , Still may thy blooms the changeful clime endure , I only would ...
... thou , fair Freedom , taught alike to feel The rabble's rage and tyrant's angry steel ; Thou tranfitory flow'r , alike undone By proud contempt , or favour's fostering fun , Still may thy blooms the changeful clime endure , I only would ...
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... thou curft by heaven's decree , How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ! How do thy potions , with infidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to fickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
... thou curft by heaven's decree , How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ! How do thy potions , with infidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to fickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
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... Thou fource of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found'ft me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue - fare thee well ! - Farewell ! and , oh , where'er thy voice be ...
... Thou fource of all my blifs , and all my woe , That found'ft me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel , Thou nurse of every virtue - fare thee well ! - Farewell ! and , oh , where'er thy voice be ...
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... thou rove ? " Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , " Or unregarded love ? " Alas ! the joys that fortune brings " Are trifling , and decay ! " And those who prize the paltry things , " More trifling ftill than they . " And what is ...
... thou rove ? " Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , " Or unregarded love ? " Alas ! the joys that fortune brings " Are trifling , and decay ! " And those who prize the paltry things , " More trifling ftill than they . " And what is ...
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Страница 47 - 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 34 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Страница 42 - 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...
Страница 52 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Страница 46 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashion'd to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise.
Страница 47 - 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 laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Страница 65 - Here Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts ; A flattering painter, who made it his care, To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
Страница 44 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Страница 84 - 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.
Страница 47 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.