The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M.B.: Poems. Dramas. Criticism relating to poetry and the belles-lettersJohn Murray, Albemarle Street, 1837 |
µµ¼ º»¹®¿¡¼
23°³ÀÇ °á°ú Áß 1 - 5°³
258 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Miss HARD . ( Alone . ) Lud , this news of papa's puts me all in a flutter . Young , handsome ; these he put last ; but I put them foremost . Sensible , good - natured ; I like all that ... Miss HARD . Never . Miss NEV . He's a 258 DRAMAS .
... Miss HARD . ( Alone . ) Lud , this news of papa's puts me all in a flutter . Young , handsome ; these he put last ; but I put them foremost . Sensible , good - natured ; I like all that ... Miss HARD . Never . Miss NEV . He's a 258 DRAMAS .
259 ÆäÀÌÁö
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. Miss HARD . Never . Miss NEV . He's a very singular character , I assure you . Among women of reputation and virtue he is the modestest man alive ; but his acquaintance give him a very different ...
Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior. Miss HARD . Never . Miss NEV . He's a very singular character , I assure you . Among women of reputation and virtue he is the modestest man alive ; but his acquaintance give him a very different ...
276 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Miss Neville , by all that's happy ! Enter Miss NEVILLE . Miss NEV . My dear Hastings ! To what unexpected good fortune , to what accident , am I to ascribe this happy meeting ? HAST . Rather let me ask the same question , as I could ...
... Miss Neville , by all that's happy ! Enter Miss NEVILLE . Miss NEV . My dear Hastings ! To what unexpected good fortune , to what accident , am I to ascribe this happy meeting ? HAST . Rather let me ask the same question , as I could ...
277 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Miss NEV . You have nothing to fear from him , I assure you . You'd adore him if you knew how heartily he despises me . My aunt knows it too , and has undertaken to court me for him , and actually begins to think she has made a conquest ...
... Miss NEV . You have nothing to fear from him , I assure you . You'd adore him if you knew how heartily he despises me . My aunt knows it too , and has undertaken to court me for him , and actually begins to think she has made a conquest ...
278 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville . Give me leave to introduce Miss Constance Ne- ville to your acquaintance ... NEV . By no means , Sir . Your ceremony will dis- please her . The disorder of your dress will shew the ardour of your ...
... Miss Hardcastle and Miss Neville . Give me leave to introduce Miss Constance Ne- ville to your acquaintance ... NEV . By no means , Sir . Your ceremony will dis- please her . The disorder of your dress will shew the ardour of your ...
ÀÚÁÖ ³ª¿À´Â ´Ü¾î ¹× ±¸¹®
beauty breast charms CHIG Cicero Critical Croaker dear Ecod edit Enter Epigoni Exeunt Exit eyes favour fear fortune friendship GARNET genius gentleman give Goldsmith hand happiness HAST hear heart Heaven HONEY Honeywood honour hope Hudibras imitation JARV JARVIS lady language learning LEON Leontine letter LOFTY look Lord Madam Mandane manner MARL Marlow merit MIC UNIV mighty hand mind Miss HARD Miss Hardcastle Miss NEV Miss Neville Miss RICH Miss Richland modest nature never o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH OLIVIA Ovid pain passion perhaps pleasure poem poet poetical poetry praise reader scene Scythian seems sentiments SERVANT shew Sir CHAS soul SOUR spirit STOOPS TO CONQUER sublime sure taste tell thee there's thing thou thought TONY translation UNIV UNIV verses virtue write Zamti Zounds
Àαâ Àο뱸
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain : No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way ; Along thy glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land.
101 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, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
61 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
127 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.
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But. all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, 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...
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yet think not, thus when Freedom's ills I state, I mean to flatter kings, or court the great; Ye powers of truth that bid my soul aspire, Far from my bosom drive the low desire; And...
60 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side; 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.
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The...