The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver GoldsmithH. Frowde, 1906 - 278 pàgines |
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Pàgina ix
... thought to have communi- cated to one at least of his pupils . After an attack of confluent small - pox , which scarred him for life , Oliver was transferred from the care of this not - uncongenial preceptor to a school at Elphin . From ...
... thought to have communi- cated to one at least of his pupils . After an attack of confluent small - pox , which scarred him for life , Oliver was transferred from the care of this not - uncongenial preceptor to a school at Elphin . From ...
Pàgina xxviii
... thought myself into a settled melancholy , and an utter disgust of all that life brings with it . ' It is obvious that this description is largely coloured by passing depression . ' His features , ' says one contemporary , ' were plain ...
... thought myself into a settled melancholy , and an utter disgust of all that life brings with it . ' It is obvious that this description is largely coloured by passing depression . ' His features , ' says one contemporary , ' were plain ...
Pàgina xxxi
... thought necessary to depart from the practice which gives a time - honoured precedence to The Traveller and The Deserted Village . The true sequence of the poems , in their order of publication , is , however , exactly indicated 20 in ...
... thought necessary to depart from the practice which gives a time - honoured precedence to The Traveller and The Deserted Village . The true sequence of the poems , in their order of publication , is , however , exactly indicated 20 in ...
Pàgina 4
... thought a bold man , having lost the character of a wise one . Him they dignify with the name of poet ; his tawdry lampoons are called satires , his turbulence is said to be force , and his frenzy fire . What reception a Poem may find ...
... thought a bold man , having lost the character of a wise one . Him they dignify with the name of poet ; his tawdry lampoons are called satires , his turbulence is said to be force , and his frenzy fire . What reception a Poem may find ...
Pàgina 14
... thought ; And the weak 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 ...
... thought ; And the weak 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 ...
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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...