The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M. B.: Including a Variety of Pieces, Том 1John Murray, 1837 |
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... observation as far as it will go , should the labours of a writer who designs his performances for readers of a more refined appetite , fall into the hands of a devourer of compilations , what can he expect but contempt and confusion ...
... observation as far as it will go , should the labours of a writer who designs his performances for readers of a more refined appetite , fall into the hands of a devourer of compilations , what can he expect but contempt and confusion ...
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... observations upon our theatres and actors , with- out , on this trivial occasion , throwing my thoughts into the formality of method . There is something in the deportment of all our players infinitely more stiff and formal than among ...
... observations upon our theatres and actors , with- out , on this trivial occasion , throwing my thoughts into the formality of method . There is something in the deportment of all our players infinitely more stiff and formal than among ...
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... observed elsewhere , and for my part I could wish to see it observed at home . I can never conceive a hero dying for love of a lady totally destitute of beauty . I must think the part unnatural ; for I cannot bear to hear him call that ...
... observed elsewhere , and for my part I could wish to see it observed at home . I can never conceive a hero dying for love of a lady totally destitute of beauty . I must think the part unnatural ; for I cannot bear to hear him call that ...
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... observe , that there are no ladies in the world more beautiful , or more ill - dressed than those of England . Our country women have been compared to those pictures , where the face is the work of a Raphael ; but the draperies thrown ...
... observe , that there are no ladies in the world more beautiful , or more ill - dressed than those of England . Our country women have been compared to those pictures , where the face is the work of a Raphael ; but the draperies thrown ...
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... observation gave her spirits to pursue the bent of her inclination , and now she began to exhibit her skill in secret history , as she found me disposed to listen . " Observe , " says she to me , " that old woman in tawdry silk , and ...
... observation gave her spirits to pursue the bent of her inclination , and now she began to exhibit her skill in secret history , as she found me disposed to listen . " Observe , " says she to me , " that old woman in tawdry silk , and ...
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acquainted admiration Æneid amusement ancient appearance Asem beauty Broom of Cowdenknows called character charms Cicero Colley Cibber comedy continued dæmon David Rizzio Demetrius Phalereus distress dressed eloquence endeavour English entertainment ESSAY excellence expression eyes Falstaff fame fancy favour folly fond fortune French friends friendship frugality genius gentleman give happiness heart Homer honour humour imagination imitation improvement Italy justice labours lady language laws learning lived Lysippus mankind manner means merit metaphors Metastasio mind nation nature never obliged observed occasion Olinda once orator passion perceived Pergolesi perhaps philosopher Planxty pleasing pleasure poet poetry polite possessed praise present quæ Quintilian racter rapture ridiculous says scarcely seemed seldom sense shew society soon speak spondees taste Theophilus Cibber Thespis thing thought tion Virgil virtue vulgar whole word writer young
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