The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First Collected. With an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. In two volumes..H. Goldney, 1780 |
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Pàgina xl
... tears : He was a powerful master Over the affections , Though at the fame time a gentle tyrant ; Of a genius at once fublime , lively , and Equal to every fubject : In expreffion at once noble , Pure and delicate . His Memory will last ...
... tears : He was a powerful master Over the affections , Though at the fame time a gentle tyrant ; Of a genius at once fublime , lively , and Equal to every fubject : In expreffion at once noble , Pure and delicate . His Memory will last ...
Pàgina lii
... TEARS OF GENIUS . THE village - bell tolls out the note of death , And through the echoing air , the length'ning found , With dreadful paufe , reverberating deep ; Spreads the fad tidings , o'er fair Auburn's vale . There , to enjoy the ...
... TEARS OF GENIUS . THE village - bell tolls out the note of death , And through the echoing air , the length'ning found , With dreadful paufe , reverberating deep ; Spreads the fad tidings , o'er fair Auburn's vale . There , to enjoy the ...
Pàgina liv
... , And speak aloud , her feelings , and her pain ! And firft , farewel to thee , my fon , fhe cried , Thou pride of Auburn's dale - fweet bard , farewel . Long Long for thy fake , the peasants tear fhall flow liv THE TEARS.
... , And speak aloud , her feelings , and her pain ! And firft , farewel to thee , my fon , fhe cried , Thou pride of Auburn's dale - fweet bard , farewel . Long Long for thy fake , the peasants tear fhall flow liv THE TEARS.
Pàgina lv
... tear fhall flow , And many a virgin - bofom heave with woe , For thee fhall forrow fadden all the scene , And every paftime , perish on the green ; The sturdy farmer fhall fufpend his tale , The woodman's ballad shall no more regale ...
... tear fhall flow , And many a virgin - bofom heave with woe , For thee fhall forrow fadden all the scene , And every paftime , perish on the green ; The sturdy farmer fhall fufpend his tale , The woodman's ballad shall no more regale ...
Pàgina lvi
... tears each other trace , And , Oh my child ! feverer woes remain , To all the houseless , and unfhelter'd train ... TEAR S , & c .
... tears each other trace , And , Oh my child ! feverer woes remain , To all the houseless , and unfhelter'd train ... TEAR S , & c .
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The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualització completa - 1780 |
The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualització completa - 1780 |
The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Now First ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualització completa - 1780 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 66 - 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 99 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Pàgina 59 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Pàgina 66 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Pàgina 62 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
Pàgina 66 - The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pàgina 66 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Pàgina 51 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Pàgina 72 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Pàgina 62 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...