Retaliation: a poem. To which is added, some account of the life of the author, Volum 11774 |
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Pàgina iv
... fame and fortune , had retired , with an amiable wife , to happiness and obfcurity , on an income of only 401. a year . From Geneva Mr. Goldfinith and his pupil vifited the fouth of France , where the young man , upon fome difagreement ...
... fame and fortune , had retired , with an amiable wife , to happiness and obfcurity , on an income of only 401. a year . From Geneva Mr. Goldfinith and his pupil vifited the fouth of France , where the young man , upon fome difagreement ...
Pàgina 15
... d what came , And the puff of a dunce , he mistook it for fame ; ' Till his relish grown callous , almoft to disease , Who pepper'd the highest , was surest to please . But But let us be candid , and speak out our [ 15 ]
... d what came , And the puff of a dunce , he mistook it for fame ; ' Till his relish grown callous , almoft to disease , Who pepper'd the highest , was surest to please . But But let us be candid , and speak out our [ 15 ]
Pàgina 16
... , Efq ; Author of Falfe Delicacy , Word to the Wife , Cle- mentina , School for Wives , & c . & c . ( d ) Mr. William Woodfall , Printer of the Morning Chronicle . Thofe Those poets , who owe their best fame to his [ 16 ]
... , Efq ; Author of Falfe Delicacy , Word to the Wife , Cle- mentina , School for Wives , & c . & c . ( d ) Mr. William Woodfall , Printer of the Morning Chronicle . Thofe Those poets , who owe their best fame to his [ 16 ]
Pàgina 17
Oliver Goldsmith. Those poets , who owe their best fame to his skill , Shall ftill be his flatterers , go where he will . Old Shakespeare , receive him , with praise and with love , And Beaumonts and Bens be his ( e ) Kellys above . Here ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Those poets , who owe their best fame to his skill , Shall ftill be his flatterers , go where he will . Old Shakespeare , receive him , with praise and with love , And Beaumonts and Bens be his ( e ) Kellys above . Here ...
Pàgina 19
... fame time , equally remarkable for taking a great quantity of fnuff : his manner in both of which , taken in the point of time described , must be allowed , by thofe who have been witneffes of such a scene , to be as happily given upon ...
... fame time , equally remarkable for taking a great quantity of fnuff : his manner in both of which , taken in the point of time described , must be allowed , by thofe who have been witneffes of such a scene , to be as happily given upon ...
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Pàgina 11 - 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 learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Pàgina 18 - Now lost to all; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower. With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Pàgina 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Pàgina 9 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Pàgina 10 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; 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.
Pàgina 20 - The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms. With louder plaints the mother spoke her woes, And...
Pàgina 11 - 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 4 - 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 destroyed, can never be supplied. A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man...
Pàgina 5 - Lived in each look, and brightened all the green, These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power.
Pàgina 14 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...