The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Poems. Plays. The bee. Cock-lane ghostG. Bell and sons, 1885 |
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... Look downward where a hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plains extending wide , The pomp of kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . 1 When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride ...
... Look downward where a hundred realms appear ; Lakes , forests , cities , plains extending wide , The pomp of kings , the shepherd's humbler pride . 1 When thus Creation's charms around combine , Amidst the store , should thankless pride ...
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... looks that brighten at the blaze ; While his lov'd partner , boastful of her hoard , Displays her cleanly platter on the board ; And haply , too , some pilgrim , thither led , With many a tale repays the nightly bed . Thus every good ...
... looks that brighten at the blaze ; While his lov'd partner , boastful of her hoard , Displays her cleanly platter on the board ; And haply , too , some pilgrim , thither led , With many a tale repays the nightly bed . Thus every good ...
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... look where England's glories shine , And bids his bosom sympathize with mine . Vain , very vain , my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind : Why have I stray'd from pleasure and repose , To seek a good each ...
... look where England's glories shine , And bids his bosom sympathize with mine . Vain , very vain , my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind : Why have I stray'd from pleasure and repose , To seek a good each ...
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... looks , her lips , her panting breast , Alternate spread alarms : The lovely stranger stands confess't A maid in all her charms . XXIV . And , " Ah ! forgive a stranger rude- A wretch forlorn , " 2 she cried ; " Whose feet unhallow'd ...
... looks , her lips , her panting breast , Alternate spread alarms : The lovely stranger stands confess't A maid in all her charms . XXIV . And , " Ah ! forgive a stranger rude- A wretch forlorn , " 2 she cried ; " Whose feet unhallow'd ...
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... now no longer could he hide , What first to hide he strove ; His looks resume their youthful pride , And flush with honest love . 1 Var . — and hapless be the hour . XXXIX . " Turn , Angelina , ever dear , EDWIN AND ANGELINA . 29.
... now no longer could he hide , What first to hide he strove ; His looks resume their youthful pride , And flush with honest love . 1 Var . — and hapless be the hour . XXXIX . " Turn , Angelina , ever dear , EDWIN AND ANGELINA . 29.
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53 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat, To persuade Tommy Townshend ' to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit ; For a patriot, too cool; for a drudge, disobedient, And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; 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.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
36 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
40 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, 415 Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - In every government, though terrors reign, Though tyrant kings, or tyrant laws restrain, How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.