The Select Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With the Portrait of the AuthorB. Tauchnitz, 1842 - 429 pàgines |
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... such as were 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 I '
... such as were 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 I '
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... fears to offend . The one entertained me with her vivacity when I was gay , the other with her sense when I was serious . But these qualities were never carried to excess in either ; and I have often seen them exchange characters for a ...
... fears to offend . The one entertained me with her vivacity when I was gay , the other with her sense when I was serious . But these qualities were never carried to excess in either ; and I have often seen them exchange characters for a ...
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... fear . Our breach of hospitality went to my con- science a little ; but I quickly silenced that monitor by two or three specious reasons , which served to satisfy and re- concile me to myself . The pain which conscience gives the man ...
... fear . Our breach of hospitality went to my con- science a little ; but I quickly silenced that monitor by two or three specious reasons , which served to satisfy and re- concile me to myself . The pain which conscience gives the man ...
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... fear I have been too familiar ; but you'll forgive my curiosity , Sir ; I beg pardon . " " Sir , " cried I , grasping his hand , " you are so far from displeasing me by your familiarity , that I must beg you'll accept my friendship , as ...
... fear I have been too familiar ; but you'll forgive my curiosity , Sir ; I beg pardon . " " Sir , " cried I , grasping his hand , " you are so far from displeasing me by your familiarity , that I must beg you'll accept my friendship , as ...
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... fear of offend- ing his uncle . An occurrence , however , which happened soon after , put it beyond a doubt that he designed to be- come one of our family ; my wife even regarded it as an absolute promise . My wife and daughters ...
... fear of offend- ing his uncle . An occurrence , however , which happened soon after , put it beyond a doubt that he designed to be- come one of our family ; my wife even regarded it as an absolute promise . My wife and daughters ...
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Pàgina 210 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Pàgina 210 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven: As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread. Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pàgina 209 - All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
Pàgina 206 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down; The swain, mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place...
Pàgina 236 - As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine ; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line: Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings — a dupe to his art.
Pàgina 123 - 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...
Pàgina 209 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pàgina 207 - 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.
Pàgina 251 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ! The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel...
Pàgina 76 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.