 I have been many a time in the chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the staircase, which Johnson, and Burke, and Reynolds trod to see their friend, their poet, their kind Goldsmith, — the stair on which the poor women sat weeping bitterly...  Black's Guide to London and Its Environs - Pàgina 261per Adam and Charles Black (Firm) - 1863 - 379 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1853 - 332 pàgines
...seized him and closed his career.1 I have been many a time in the Chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the stair-case, which Johnson, and Burke,...kind Goldsmith — the stair on which the poor women sate weeping bitterly when they heard that greatest and most generous of all men was dead within the... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1853 - 360 pàgines
...have been many a time in the Chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the stair- case, which Johnson, and Burke, and Reynolds trod to see...kind Goldsmith— the stair on which the poor women sate weeping bitterly when they heard that greatest and i "When Goldsmith was dying, Dr. Turton said... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1853 - 332 pàgines
...in the Temple which were his, and passed up the stair-case, which Johnson, and Burke, and Eeynolds trod to see their friend, their poet, their kind Goldsmith — the stair on which the poor women sate weeping bitterly when they heard that greatest and most generous of all men was dead within the... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1854 - 306 pàgines
...seized him and closed his career.1 I have been many a time in the Chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the stair-case, which Johnson, and Burke,...kind Goldsmith — the stair on which the poor women sate weeping bitterly when they heard that greatest and most generous of all men was dead within the... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1858 - 360 pàgines
...the chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the staircase, which Johnson, and Bur1te, and Reynolds trod to see their friend, their poet,...the poor women sat weeping bitterly when they heard 1 " When Goldsmith was dying, Dr. Turton said to him, ' Your pulse is in greater disorder than it should... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1863 - 360 pàgines
...seized him and closed his career.1 I have been many a time in the chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the staircase, which Johnson, and Burke,...the poor women sat weeping bitterly when they heard 1 " When Goldsmith was dying, Dr. Turton said to him, ' Your pulse is in greater disorder than it should... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1909 - 882 pàgines
...seized him and closed his career.1 I have been many a time in the chambers in the Temple which were his, and passed up the staircase, which Johnson, and Burke,...generous of all men was dead within the black oak door.2 Ah, it was a different lot from that for which the 1 ' When Goldsmith was dying, Dr. Turton... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1867 - 334 pàgines
...believe, by the fear of distress. He had raised money and the Chambers in the Temple, which were his, and passed up the stair-case, which Johnson, and Burke,...kind Goldsmith — the stair on which the poor women sate weeping bitterly when they heard that greatest and most generous of all men was dead within the... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1869 - 410 pàgines
...remembered; he was a very great man." — DR. JOHNSON' to Bonvell, July yh, 1774. STERNE AND GOLDSMITH. 355 trod to see their friend, their poet, their kind Goldsmith...generous of all men was dead within the black oak door.* Ah, it was a different lot from that for which the poor fellow sighed, when he wrote with heart yearning... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1869 - 414 pàgines
...which you have ; is your mind at ease?' Goldsmith answered it was not." — DR. JOHNSON (in Boswell). trod to see their friend, their poet, their kind Goldsmith...generous of all men was dead within the black oak door.* Ah, it was a different lot from that for which the poor fellow sighed, when he wrote with heart yearning... | |
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