The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithH. Frowde, 1906 - 278 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... soul , each wand'ring hope at rest , May gather bliss to see my fellows bless'd . But where to find that happiest spot below , Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shudd'ring tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that ...
... soul , each wand'ring hope at rest , May gather bliss to see my fellows bless'd . But where to find that happiest spot below , Who can direct , when all pretend to know ? The shudd'ring tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that ...
Pàgina 10
... soul ; While low delights , succeeding fast behind , In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes , where Caesars once bore sway , Defac'd by time and tottering in decay , There in the ruin , heedless of the dead , The ...
... soul ; While low delights , succeeding fast behind , In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes , where Caesars once bore sway , Defac'd by time and tottering in decay , There in the ruin , heedless of the dead , The ...
Pàgina 12
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
Pàgina 14
... soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation here , with tawdry art , Pants for the vulgar praise which fools impart ; Here vanity assumes her pert grimace , And trims her robes of frieze ...
... soul , within itself unblest , Leans for all pleasure on another's breast . Hence ostentation here , with tawdry art , Pants for the vulgar praise which fools impart ; Here vanity assumes her pert grimace , And trims her robes of frieze ...
Pàgina 16
... soul , True to imagin'd right , above control , 321 325 331 While e'en the peasant boasts these rights to scan , And learns to venerate himself as man . Thine , Freedom , thine the blessings pictur'd here , Thine are those charms that ...
... soul , True to imagin'd right , above control , 321 325 331 While e'en the peasant boasts these rights to scan , And learns to venerate himself as man . Thine , Freedom , thine the blessings pictur'd here , Thine are those charms that ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 88 - 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 24 - 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 30 - 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 ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pàgina 28 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Pàgina 25 - 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 destroy'd, can never be supplied, A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintain'd 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 29 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Pàgina 29 - 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 32 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage and hounds...
Pàgina 27 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Pàgina 7 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...