The Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: With a Life and Notes, Volum 2Thomas Tegg, 1835 |
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... poor , when they attempt to appear above their circumstances , XI . The family still resolve to hold up their heads , XII . Fortune seems resolved to humble the family of Wake- field . Mortifications are often more painful than real ...
... poor , when they attempt to appear above their circumstances , XI . The family still resolve to hold up their heads , XII . Fortune seems resolved to humble the family of Wake- field . Mortifications are often more painful than real ...
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... poor . We had no revolutions to fear , nor fatigues to undergo ; all our adventures were by the fire - side , and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown . As we lived near the road , we often had the traveller or stranger ...
... poor . We had no revolutions to fear , nor fatigues to undergo ; all our adventures were by the fire - side , and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown . As we lived near the road , we often had the traveller or stranger ...
Pàgina 12
... poor , my fondlings , and wisdom bids us con- form to our humble situation . Let us then , without repining , give up those splendours with which numbers are wretched , and seek in humbler circumstances that peace with which all may be ...
... poor , my fondlings , and wisdom bids us con- form to our humble situation . Let us then , without repining , give up those splendours with which numbers are wretched , and seek in humbler circumstances that peace with which all may be ...
Pàgina 13
... poor , who followed us for some miles , contributed to increase it . The first day's journey brought us in safety within thirty miles of our future retreat , and we put up for the night at an obscure inn in a village by the way . When ...
... poor , who followed us for some miles , contributed to increase it . The first day's journey brought us in safety within thirty miles of our future retreat , and we put up for the night at an obscure inn in a village by the way . When ...
Pàgina 15
... poor ; and though he talked like a man of sense , his actions were those of a fool . Still , however , being surrounded with importunity , and no longer able to satisfy every request that was made of him , instead of money he gave ...
... poor ; and though he talked like a man of sense , his actions were those of a fool . Still , however , being surrounded with importunity , and no longer able to satisfy every request that was made of him , instead of money he gave ...
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Pàgina 272 - O then, I see, queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pàgina 257 - s the respect That makes calamity of so long life ; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. • The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Pàgina 257 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Pàgina 257 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make, With a bare bodkin?
Pàgina 32 - The crackling faggot flies. But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest :
Pàgina 32 - Alas! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay: And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship...
Pàgina 69 - As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man.
Pàgina 263 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with, such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Pàgina 34 - Twas Edwin's self that pressed ! "Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Pàgina 34 - I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. "And there, forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die; Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.