The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Life. Vicar of Wakefield. Essays. LettersG. Bell and sons, 1884 |
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... rest , having previously ordered a hot cake to be prepared for his breakfast . It was not till next morning , when he called for his bill , that he was informed of his mistake . Such is the story , probably exaggerated , if indeed it ...
... rest , having previously ordered a hot cake to be prepared for his breakfast . It was not till next morning , when he called for his bill , that he was informed of his mistake . Such is the story , probably exaggerated , if indeed it ...
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... rest upon too slender evidence to entitle them to much credit . Having already distinguished himself in various departments of polite literature , he now turned his attention to the drama , and , in 1768 , produced his comedy , the ...
... rest upon too slender evidence to entitle them to much credit . Having already distinguished himself in various departments of polite literature , he now turned his attention to the drama , and , in 1768 , produced his comedy , the ...
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... rest of my contemporaries , from the absurd bombast of Dr. Johnson down to the silly Dr. Goldsmith ; though the latter changeling has had bright gleams of parts , " & c . Later the same year , in an account of a dinner at Beauclerc's ...
... rest of my contemporaries , from the absurd bombast of Dr. Johnson down to the silly Dr. Goldsmith ; though the latter changeling has had bright gleams of parts , " & c . Later the same year , in an account of a dinner at Beauclerc's ...
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... rest of the day , with- out the assistance of cards , as I hated all manner of gaming , except backgammon , at which my old friend and I sometimes took a twopenny hit . Nor can I here pass over an ominous circumstance that happened the ...
... rest of the day , with- out the assistance of cards , as I hated all manner of gaming , except backgammon , at which my old friend and I sometimes took a twopenny hit . Nor can I here pass over an ominous circumstance that happened the ...
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... rest , who mingled their tears with their kisses , came to ask a blessing from me . This I gave him from my heart , and which , added to five guineas , was all the patrimony I had now to bestow . " You are going , my boy , " cried I ...
... rest , who mingled their tears with their kisses , came to ask a blessing from me . This I gave him from my heart , and which , added to five guineas , was all the patrimony I had now to bestow . " You are going , my boy , " cried I ...
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