Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell |
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Pàgina 29
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 , To pick her wintry fagot from the thorn ...
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 , To pick her wintry fagot from the thorn ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
Amidst appear bless'd blessings bliss breast Bulmer busy charms cheer Cleveland climes display door e'en eyes fail fire flies force freedom friends gave give Goldsmith grow guests half happiness head heart Heaven HERMIT honour hour humble Ireland Italy kind kings knew known land learning leaves looks Lord luxury master means merit mind morn native nature o'er obtained once pain Parnell pass pass'd plain pleased pleasure poem poet pomp poor praise present pride Printing proud publication Published received reign repose rich rise round seen Shakspeare share shore sinks skies smiling sons soul sound splendid spread steps strange supplied swain sweet Thou thought toil took train TRAVELLER truth turn village virtue wandering wealth wild William Bulmer youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 26 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Pàgina 32 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.
Pàgina 31 - 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...
Pàgina 26 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man ; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health ; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
Pàgina 30 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Pàgina 38 - 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 2 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good...
Pàgina 38 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Pàgina 36 - 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 ? — Ah, turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies.
Pàgina 2 - Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell |
| Autor | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Il·lustracions de | Thomas Bewick, John Bewick |
| Edició | 2 |
| Editor | W. Bulmer, 1804 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalitzat el | 13 Des. 2006 |
| Nre. de pàgines | 68 pàgines |
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