The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life and WritingsJ. Crissy and J. Grigg, 1830 - 527 страница |
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... live . Nothing is commenced medical practitioner at Bankside , in more apt to introduce us to the gates of the Muses Southwark , whence he afterwards removed to the than poverty ; but it were well for us if they only Temple and its ...
... live . Nothing is commenced medical practitioner at Bankside , in more apt to introduce us to the gates of the Muses Southwark , whence he afterwards removed to the than poverty ; but it were well for us if they only Temple and its ...
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... live more gen- shows how much he had set his heart on the ex - teely , than many who pride themselves for nothing pedition to the East . It is without date , but writ - else in Ireland . I confess it again , my dear Dan , ten some time ...
... live more gen- shows how much he had set his heart on the ex - teely , than many who pride themselves for nothing pedition to the East . It is without date , but writ - else in Ireland . I confess it again , my dear Dan , ten some time ...
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... live by it , it of our author's chief patrons . For that gentleman couragement to men of literary talents , became one were no unpleasant employment to be a poet . I he was now regularly engaged in writing or com- am resolved to leave ...
... live by it , it of our author's chief patrons . For that gentleman couragement to men of literary talents , became one were no unpleasant employment to be a poet . I he was now regularly engaged in writing or com- am resolved to leave ...
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... live a little upon myself . I would desire , him at the head of the poets of his time . in this case , to imitate that fat man , whom I have The outline of this beautiful poem had been somewhere heard of in a shipwreck , who , when ...
... live a little upon myself . I would desire , him at the head of the poets of his time . in this case , to imitate that fat man , whom I have The outline of this beautiful poem had been somewhere heard of in a shipwreck , who , when ...
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... live , yet this sense will have a good as the next prime minister that comes : but he different colouring , and colouring is of much effect is a man to be at the head of a club , I don't say our in every thing else as well as painting ...
... live , yet this sense will have a good as the next prime minister that comes : but he different colouring , and colouring is of much effect is a man to be at the head of a club , I don't say our in every thing else as well as painting ...
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Страница 153 - 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 153 - Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old survey'd ; And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still, as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired...
Страница 101 - 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 die.
Страница 147 - The wondering neighbours ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
Страница 148 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
Страница 156 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wished for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for her father's arms.
Страница 154 - ... country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed...
Страница 148 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Страница 153 - God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, 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 : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Страница 156 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...