The Select Works of Oliver Goldsmith: In One Volume. With the Portrait of the Author..Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1842 - 399 pàgines |
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... thou fond deceiver ! " Song . " The Wretch condemn'd with Life to part . " The Double Transformation . A Tale . ib . ib . 224 225 226 ib . ib . 229 231 ib . 232 233 A New Simile . In the manner of Swift . Stanzas on Woman Elegy on the ...
... thou fond deceiver ! " Song . " The Wretch condemn'd with Life to part . " The Double Transformation . A Tale . ib . ib . 224 225 226 ib . ib . 229 231 ib . 232 233 A New Simile . In the manner of Swift . Stanzas on Woman Elegy on the ...
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... thou rove ? Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or unregarded love ! " Alas ! the joys that forture brings , Are trifling and decay ; And those who prize the paltry things More trifling still than they . " And what is friendship but a ...
... thou rove ? Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or unregarded love ! " Alas ! the joys that forture brings , Are trifling and decay ; And those who prize the paltry things More trifling still than they . " And what is friendship but a ...
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... thou glorious pillar of unshaken orthodoxy ; and do I be- hold " I here interrupted what he was going to say ; for though , as an author , I could digest no small share of flattery , yet now my modesty would permit no more . However , no ...
... thou glorious pillar of unshaken orthodoxy ; and do I be- hold " I here interrupted what he was going to say ; for though , as an author , I could digest no small share of flattery , yet now my modesty would permit no more . However , no ...
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... thou art going to fight for thy country , remember how thy brave grand- father fought for his sacred king , when loyalty among Britons was a virtue . Go , my boy , and imitate him in all but his misfor- tunes , if it was a misfortune to ...
... thou art going to fight for thy country , remember how thy brave grand- father fought for his sacred king , when loyalty among Britons was a virtue . Go , my boy , and imitate him in all but his misfor- tunes , if it was a misfortune to ...
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... thou infamous strumpet , or I'll give thee a mark thou won't be the better for this three months . What ! you trumpery , to come and take up an honest house without cross or coin to bless yourself with ; come along I say . " " O dear ...
... thou infamous strumpet , or I'll give thee a mark thou won't be the better for this three months . What ! you trumpery , to come and take up an honest house without cross or coin to bless yourself with ; come along I say . " " O dear ...
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Pàgina 215 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining...
Pàgina 191 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd 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 learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Pàgina 194 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave ! Where, then, ah ! where shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride?
Pàgina 167 - Though patriots flatter, still shall wisdom find An equal portion dealt to all mankind : As different good, by art or nature given To different nations, makes their blessings even.
Pàgina 232 - 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, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Pàgina 189 - She, wretched matron, forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry faggot from the thorn, To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn ; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain.
Pàgina 186 - The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, — These were thy charms, sweet village ! sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms, — but all these charms are fled...
Pàgina 195 - 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 189 - 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; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Pàgina 190 - 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.