The poetical works of Oliver Goldsmith: with a notice of his life and genius, by E.F. BlanchardBell & Daldy, 6 York Street, Covent Garden and 186 Fleet Street, 1867 - 161ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... fate , unemploy'd or in place , sir- To eat mutton cold , and cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , whose heart was a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was in't : The pupil of impulse , it forced him ...
... fate , unemploy'd or in place , sir- To eat mutton cold , and cut blocks with a razor . Here lies honest William , whose heart was a mint , While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was in't : The pupil of impulse , it forced him ...
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... fate . Here will the little armies please your sight , With adverse colours hurrying to the fight : On which so oft , with silent sweet surprise , The Nymphs and Nereids used to feast their eyes , And all the neighbours of the hoary ...
... fate . Here will the little armies please your sight , With adverse colours hurrying to the fight : On which so oft , with silent sweet surprise , The Nymphs and Nereids used to feast their eyes , And all the neighbours of the hoary ...
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... fate of war . So moved the boxen hosts , each double - lined , Their different colours floating in the wind : As if an army of the Gauls should go , With their white standards , o'er the Alpine snow , To meet in rigid fight on scorching ...
... fate of war . So moved the boxen hosts , each double - lined , Their different colours floating in the wind : As if an army of the Gauls should go , With their white standards , o'er the Alpine snow , To meet in rigid fight on scorching ...
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... Fate thins their camp ; the parti - colour'd field Widens apace , as they o'ercome or yield , But the proud victor takes the captive's post ; There fronts the fury of th ' avenging host One single shock and ( should he ward the blow ) ...
... Fate thins their camp ; the parti - colour'd field Widens apace , as they o'ercome or yield , But the proud victor takes the captive's post ; There fronts the fury of th ' avenging host One single shock and ( should he ward the blow ) ...
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... fate Direct their motions , since for these appear Zealous each hope , and anxious ev'ry fear . While the King's safe , with resolution stern They clasp their arms ; but should a sudden turn Make him a captive , instantly they yield ...
... fate Direct their motions , since for these appear Zealous each hope , and anxious ev'ry fear . While the King's safe , with resolution stern They clasp their arms ; but should a sudden turn Make him a captive , instantly they yield ...
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Amidst Archer arms bard beauty bestow bless blest bliss boast breast BULKLEY Bunbury call'd CHALDEAN charms cheerful CHORUS courser COVENT GARDEN cried dear Doctor e'en Epilogue ev'ry eyes fame fate fear fire flies Foot friends grief happy HARRISON WEIR heart heaven Hermes honour JAMES GODWIN JOHN ABSOLON King Lord luxury mind mirth MISS CATLEY Monarch ne'er never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once pain pass'd pasty Phoebus pity plain pleased pleasure POEMS poet POETICAL LIST poor praise pride PRIEST.-RECITATIVE PROPHET PROPHET.-RECITATIVE Queen rage rapture repose Richard Burke rise round sable scene shore sigh sinks skies skill'd smiling SONG sorrow soul spread STOOPS TO CONQUER stranger sweet Sweet Auburn terrors thee thine thou thought toil Toroddle troops turn twas venison village VIRG virtue wealth weep Whitefoord William Kenrick wretch yonder youth
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59 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
83 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind ; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand, His manners were gentle, complying, and bland : Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart.
106 ÆäÀÌÁö - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. "Then...
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness, are there; And piety with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sheltered cot, the cultivated farm, The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made...
52 ÆäÀÌÁö - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintain'd its man: For him light Labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more; His best companions, innocence and health, And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
79 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...
25 ÆäÀÌÁö - Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow — Or by the lazy Scheld, or wandering Po, Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door...
56 ÆäÀÌÁö - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. 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...
141 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let school-masters puzzle their brain With grammar, and nonsense, and learning; Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.