The Poetical and Prose Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With LifeGall & Inglis, 1859 - 560 страница |
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... taste for flowers of his kind uncle , Contarine , by sending him a box of the choicest Dutch flower - roots . They were accordingly bought , and Gold- smith was a pauper once more . Perhaps he really wished to start without funds , like ...
... taste for flowers of his kind uncle , Contarine , by sending him a box of the choicest Dutch flower - roots . They were accordingly bought , and Gold- smith was a pauper once more . Perhaps he really wished to start without funds , like ...
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... Taste , 359 VIII . Cultivation of Taste , 365 IX . Origin of Poetry , 372 X. Poetry distinguished from other writing , 380 XI . Metaphor , . 387 XII . Versification , 399 XIII . Schools of Music , 402 XIV . Scottish Marriages , 407 XV ...
... Taste , 359 VIII . Cultivation of Taste , 365 IX . Origin of Poetry , 372 X. Poetry distinguished from other writing , 380 XI . Metaphor , . 387 XII . Versification , 399 XIII . Schools of Music , 402 XIV . Scottish Marriages , 407 XV ...
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... taste . When the mind is once infected with this disease , it ean only find pleasure in what contributes to increase the dis temper . Like the tiger , that seldom desists from pursuing man after having once preyed upon human flesh , the ...
... taste . When the mind is once infected with this disease , it ean only find pleasure in what contributes to increase the dis temper . Like the tiger , that seldom desists from pursuing man after having once preyed upon human flesh , the ...
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... taste in poetry than you . Setting interest therefore aside , to which I never paid much attention , I must be indulged at present in fol- owing my affections . The only dedication I ever made was to my brother , because I loved him ...
... taste in poetry than you . Setting interest therefore aside , to which I never paid much attention , I must be indulged at present in fol- owing my affections . The only dedication I ever made was to my brother , because I loved him ...
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... now that I think on't , the story may stop . To be plain , my good lord , it's but labour misplaced , To send such good verses to one of your taste : You've got an odd something - a kind of discerning-. 44 GOLDSMITH'S POETICAL WORKS .
... now that I think on't , the story may stop . To be plain , my good lord , it's but labour misplaced , To send such good verses to one of your taste : You've got an odd something - a kind of discerning-. 44 GOLDSMITH'S POETICAL WORKS .
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acquaintance Æsop amusement appearance Asem assured Bailiff beauty Burchell called charms child cried Croaker daughter David Rizzio dear distress dress Enter eyes face fancy favour Flamborough fortune friendship Garnet genius gentleman girl give Goldsmith hand happy HARDCASTLE Hast hear heart Heaven Honeyw Honeywood honour hope Jarvis knew lady laugh learning Leont letter Livy Lofty look madam manner Marl marriage married merit mind misery Miss Hard Miss Nev Miss Rich Miss Richland morning nature neighbour never night observed OLIVER GOLDSMITH Olivia once passion perceived Pergolese pleased pleasure poet poor praise racter rapture replied resolved returned scarcely seemed Sir William smile soon squire STOOPS TO CONQUER sure taste tell thee things Thornhill thou thought tion Tony town turn virtue whole wife wretched young Zounds
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