The Traveller, the Deserted Village, and Other PoemsGeorge Lamson, 1825 - 144 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... force of con- trast , and all the warmth and vividness of a poet's colouring , his admiration grows into sympathy , he realizes the feelings of the Traveller , and is at length pleased to find himself conducted so plea- santly to the ...
... force of con- trast , and all the warmth and vividness of a poet's colouring , his admiration grows into sympathy , he realizes the feelings of the Traveller , and is at length pleased to find himself conducted so plea- santly to the ...
Pàgina 13
... force of his talents . In a letter to his relative , Daniel Hudsen , Esq . of Lishoy , he alludes to his precari- ous mode of livelihood , and refers to Scarron , who used jestingly to call himself the Marquis of Que- nault , from the ...
... force of his talents . In a letter to his relative , Daniel Hudsen , Esq . of Lishoy , he alludes to his precari- ous mode of livelihood , and refers to Scarron , who used jestingly to call himself the Marquis of Que- nault , from the ...
Pàgina 22
... force of his talents , under every disadvan- tage of person and fortune , emerge from the ob- scurity of the most abject poverty , into celebrity and comparative affluence . About 1764 was formed the celebrated literary club , of which ...
... force of his talents , under every disadvan- tage of person and fortune , emerge from the ob- scurity of the most abject poverty , into celebrity and comparative affluence . About 1764 was formed the celebrated literary club , of which ...
Pàgina 31
... force from the ceremonies of a Dedication ; and perhaps it demands an excuse thus to prefix your name to my attempts , which you de- cline giving with your own . But as a part of this poem was formerly written to you from Switzer- land ...
... force from the ceremonies of a Dedication ; and perhaps it demands an excuse thus to prefix your name to my attempts , which you de- cline giving with your own . But as a part of this poem was formerly written to you from Switzer- land ...
Pàgina 33
... force , and his frenzy fire . What reception a poem may find , which has nei- ther abuse , party , nor blank verse to support it , I cannot tell , nor am I solicitous to know . My aims are right . Without espousing the cause of any ...
... force , and his frenzy fire . What reception a poem may find , which has nei- ther abuse , party , nor blank verse to support it , I cannot tell , nor am I solicitous to know . My aims are right . Without espousing the cause of any ...
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The Traveller, The Deserted Village, and Other Poems ... Oliver Goldsmith Visualització completa - 1817 |
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ambition Amidst ballad bards beauty bestow Bishop of Dromore blessings blest bliss blooms bookseller bow'rs breast brother BULKLEY Burke character charms cheerful climes Covent Garden cried David Garrick dear DESERTED VILLAGE e'en Epilogue EPITAPH ev'n ev'ry eyes fame feelings flies fond friendship Garrick genius gentle give heart heav'n hermit hoard honest honour Johnson keep a corner land Lishoy lord luxury mind mirth MISS CATLEY native ne'er never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once pain passion pasty patriot pity pleas'd pleasure poem poet poet's poor pow'r praise pride racter reign Richard Burke rise round scene shore sigh sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies smiling sorrow soul spread Stoops to Conquer stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tale thee thine thou toil TRAVELLER tripe turn Twas venison VICAR OF WAKEFIELD wand'ring wealth Whitefoord wish'd wretch
Passatges populars
Pàgina 54 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please...
Pàgina 60 - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain ; The long-remember'd beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims allow'd...
Pàgina 61 - 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 59 - She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain. 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.
Pàgina 41 - ... Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Pàgina 78 - But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; 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.
Pàgina 117 - 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 58 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Pàgina 65 - Here, richly deck'd, admits the gorgeous train: Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts?
Pàgina 61 - 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 laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...