The Works of Oliver Goldsmith, 1±ÇHarper & brothers, 1881 |
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... morning skies , As bright , as transient too . ' XXIII . The bashful look , the rising breast , ' Alternate spread alarms ; The lovely stranger stands confest , A maid in all her charms . XXIV . " And , ah ! forgive a stranger rude , A ...
... morning skies , As bright , as transient too . ' XXIII . The bashful look , the rising breast , ' Alternate spread alarms ; The lovely stranger stands confest , A maid in all her charms . XXIV . " And , ah ! forgive a stranger rude , A ...
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... morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes , for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper , circling round , Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd . Yet he was kind , or , if severe in ...
... morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes , for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper , circling round , Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd . Yet he was kind , or , if severe in ...
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... morning smiling , Here the grove to bliss beguiling ; Zephyrs through the valley playing , Streams along the meadow straying . FIRST PRIEST . While these a constant revel keep , Shall Reason only bid me weep ? Hence , intruder ! we'll ...
... morning smiling , Here the grove to bliss beguiling ; Zephyrs through the valley playing , Streams along the meadow straying . FIRST PRIEST . While these a constant revel keep , Shall Reason only bid me weep ? Hence , intruder ! we'll ...
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... Morning Chronicle . Died 1803 . " The sum of all that can be said for and against Garrick , some people think , may be found in these lines of Goldsmith . " - DAVIES , Life of Garrick , ii . 159 , ed . 1780 . Perhaps he confided in men ...
... Morning Chronicle . Died 1803 . " The sum of all that can be said for and against Garrick , some people think , may be found in these lines of Goldsmith . " - DAVIES , Life of Garrick , ii . 159 , ed . 1780 . Perhaps he confided in men ...
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... mistress thought not so : Her bounty , like the morning dew , Unseen , though constant , us'd to flow , And as my strength decay'd , her bounty grew . " WOMAN Speaker . In decent dress and coarsely clean , 132 GOLDSMITH'S COMPLETE WORKS .
... mistress thought not so : Her bounty , like the morning dew , Unseen , though constant , us'd to flow , And as my strength decay'd , her bounty grew . " WOMAN Speaker . In decent dress and coarsely clean , 132 GOLDSMITH'S COMPLETE WORKS .
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57 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 destroyed can never be supplied.
61 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
133 ÆäÀÌÁö - When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell, a weeping hermit, there!
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declared how much he knew: 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge...
59 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
59 ÆäÀÌÁö - But on he moves to meet his latter end, Angels around befriending virtue's friend; Bends to the grave with unperceived decay, While resignation gently slopes the way; And all his prospects brightening to the last, His Heaven commences ere the world be past...
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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. Here as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and...
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence...
22 ÆäÀÌÁö - Blest that abode, where want and pain repair, And every stranger finds a ready chair : Blest be those feasts with simple plenty crown'd, Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
352 ÆäÀÌÁö - Twas so for me that Edwin did. And so for him will I.