The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith, with illustr. by J. Absolon [and others.].1851 |
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... Heaven to man supplies , Yet oft a sigh prevails , and sorrows fall , To see the hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene , to find Some spot to real happiness consign'd , Where my worn soul , each wandering ...
... Heaven to man supplies , Yet oft a sigh prevails , and sorrows fall , To see the hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene , to find Some spot to real happiness consign'd , Where my worn soul , each wandering ...
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... Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old- Rough , poor , content , ungovernably bold , War in each breast , and freedom on each brow ; How much unlike the sons of Britain now ! Fir'd at the sound , my genius spreads her wing 20 ...
... Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old- Rough , poor , content , ungovernably bold , War in each breast , and freedom on each brow ; How much unlike the sons of Britain now ! Fir'd at the sound , my genius spreads her wing 20 ...
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... heaven commences ere the world be pass'd . Sweet was the sound , when oft at evening's close Up yonder hill the village murmur rose . There , as I pass'd with careless steps and slow , The mingling notes came soften'd from below : MASON ...
... heaven commences ere the world be pass'd . Sweet was the sound , when oft at evening's close Up yonder hill the village murmur rose . There , as I pass'd with careless steps and slow , The mingling notes came soften'd from below : MASON ...
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... 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 . Beside yon straggling fence ...
... 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 . Beside yon straggling fence ...
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... Heaven ! what sorrows gloom'd that parting day , That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles , every pleasure past , Hung round the bowers , and fondly look'd their last- And took a long farewell , and wish'd in ...
... Heaven ! what sorrows gloom'd that parting day , That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles , every pleasure past , Hung round the bowers , and fondly look'd their last- And took a long farewell , and wish'd in ...
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Amidst ballad bards Bennet Langton bestow blessings blest bliss boast breast BULKLEY Burke CHALDEAN charms cheer CHORUS climes Coloured dear e'en Edmund Burke Epilogue epitaph eyes fame fear flies fond Garrick gilt edges groves guest HARRISON WEIR heart Heaven Hermit honour ISRAELITISH WOMAN Jack Johnson keep a corner labour land learning Lord luxury MADAME maid mind mirth MISS CATLEY never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pass'd pasty Pictures pity plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poor praise pride PROPHET.-RECITATIVE proud rage raptures reign Richard Burke rise round scene sigh sinks Sir Joshua Reynolds skies skill'd smiling sorrow soul splendour spread STOOPS TO CONQUER stranger swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tear thee thine thou toil triumph turn Twas tyrant venison Vicar of Wakefield village Washington Irving wealth weep Whitefoord William Kenrick wretches yonder
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33 페이지 - Sweet smiling village ! loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green ! One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
38 페이지 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind. And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
62 페이지 - 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.
92 페이지 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
40 페이지 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd 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. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood.
44 페이지 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
40 페이지 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
36 페이지 - 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 out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
31 페이지 - I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene ; How often have I paused on every charm...
39 페이지 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.