The Poems of Oliver GoldsmithGeorge Routledge and Company, 1859 - 159ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... thou , fair freedom , taught alike to feel The rabble's rage , and tyrant's angry steel- Thou transitory flower , alike undone By proud contempt , or favour's fostering sun- Still may thy blooms the changeful clime endure ! I only would ...
... thou , fair freedom , taught alike to feel The rabble's rage , and tyrant's angry steel- Thou transitory flower , alike undone By proud contempt , or favour's fostering sun- Still may thy blooms the changeful clime endure ! I only would ...
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... thou curs'd by Heaven's decree , How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ; How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
... thou curs'd by Heaven's decree , How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ; How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
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... 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 , Thou nurse of every virtue - fare thee well . Farewell ! and oh ! where'er thy voice be tried ...
... 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 , Thou nurse of every virtue - fare thee well . Farewell ! and oh ! where'er thy voice be tried ...
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... thou rove ? Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or unregarded love ? " Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling , and decay- And those who prize the paltry things , More trifling still than they ; " And what is friendship but ...
... thou rove ? Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or unregarded love ? " Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling , and decay- And those who prize the paltry things , More trifling still than they ; " And what is friendship but ...
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... thou fond deceiver ! Still importunate and vain ; To former joys recurring ever , And turning all the past to pain ; Thou , like the world , the oppress'd oppressing , Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe ! And he who wants each other ...
... thou fond deceiver ! Still importunate and vain ; To former joys recurring ever , And turning all the past to pain ; Thou , like the world , the oppress'd oppressing , Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe ! And he who wants each other ...
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40 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
114 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.
50 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...
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain; The long-remember'd beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast...
9 ÆäÀÌÁö - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
39 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; II But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
56 ÆäÀÌÁö - Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charmed before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even 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...
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.