Goldsmith's The Traveller, and The Deserted Village: Gray's Elegy and Other PoemsLongmans, Green, 1919 - 80 страница |
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... alike th ' inevitable hour . 35 The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye proud , impute to these the fault , If Mem'ry o'er their tomb no trophies raise , Where through the long - drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing ...
... alike th ' inevitable hour . 35 The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye proud , impute to these the fault , If Mem'ry o'er their tomb no trophies raise , Where through the long - drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing ...
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... No farther seek his merits to disclose , Or draw his frailties from their dread abode , ( There they alike in trembling hope repose , ) The bosom of his Father and his God . 125 ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE * Ανθρωπος ELEGY 7.
... No farther seek his merits to disclose , Or draw his frailties from their dread abode , ( There they alike in trembling hope repose , ) The bosom of his Father and his God . 125 ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE * Ανθρωπος ELEGY 7.
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... alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain , Th ' unfeeling for his own . Yet , ah ! why should they know their fate , Since sorrow never comes too late , 95 And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise ...
... alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain , Th ' unfeeling for his own . Yet , ah ! why should they know their fate , Since sorrow never comes too late , 95 And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise ...
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... Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Power , And coward Vice , that revels in her chains . When Latium had her lofty spirit lost , They sought , oh Albion ! next thy sea - encircled coast . III . I. Far from the sun and summer - gale ...
... Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Power , And coward Vice , that revels in her chains . When Latium had her lofty spirit lost , They sought , oh Albion ! next thy sea - encircled coast . III . I. Far from the sun and summer - gale ...
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... Nature , a mother kind alike to all , Still grants her bliss at labour's earnest call ; With food as well the peasant is supplied On Idra's cliffs as Arno's shelvy side ; And , though the rocky - crested summits frown , THE TRAVELLER 49.
... Nature , a mother kind alike to all , Still grants her bliss at labour's earnest call ; With food as well the peasant is supplied On Idra's cliffs as Arno's shelvy side ; And , though the rocky - crested summits frown , THE TRAVELLER 49.
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alike Amidst bards beneath blest bliss born bosom bowers breast breath Burke Cambria's charms cheerful CHRONOLOGICAL TABLE-Continued GRAY climes COLLEGE CONTEMPORARY LITERARY HISTORY crown dear death Deserted Village died Edward English Eton ETON COLLEGE eyes fame fate FAVOURITE CAT fire flies fond Frances Burney gale Gayley's Classic Myths GRAY AND GOLDSMITH Gray's Elegy happiness heart Horace Walpole Johnson King King Arthur L'Allegro labour land lawn lines Lord of War luxury lyre mansion Meaning Milton mind mirth night Note o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain PINDARIC ODE pleas'd pleasure poem poet Poetry pomp poor praise pride proud reign Reynolds Richard round scatter'd shade skies smiling sorrow soul stanza Stoke Stoops to Conquer swain Sweet Auburn Taliessin thee thine thou toil Traveller Tristram Shandy tyrant vale Vicar of Wakefield virtues voice Walpole wealth Welsh wish'd yonder ΙΟ
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