The vicar of Wakefield [by O. Goldsmith]. 2 vols. [in 1].1792 |
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... replied , and I rejoined . In the mean time , while the controverfy was hotteft , I was called out by one of my re- lations , who , with a face of concern , advised me to give up the dispute , at least till my son's wedding was over ...
... replied , and I rejoined . In the mean time , while the controverfy was hotteft , I was called out by one of my re- lations , who , with a face of concern , advised me to give up the dispute , at least till my son's wedding was over ...
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... replied the hoft , that must be impoffible ; for it was no later than yesterday he paid three guineas to our beadle to fpare an old broken foldier that was to be whipped through the town for dog ftealing . ' The hoftefs , how- ever ...
... replied the hoft , that must be impoffible ; for it was no later than yesterday he paid three guineas to our beadle to fpare an old broken foldier that was to be whipped through the town for dog ftealing . ' The hoftefs , how- ever ...
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... replied he , and am glad ' that a late oversight in giving what money I had about me has shewn me , that there are still some men like you . I muft , however , previously intreat being informed of the ' name and refidence of my ...
... replied he , and am glad ' that a late oversight in giving what money I had about me has shewn me , that there are still some men like you . I muft , however , previously intreat being informed of the ' name and refidence of my ...
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... replied Mr. Burchell , at least he carried benevo- ' lence to an excefs when young ; for his paffions were then ' ftrong , and as they all were upon the fide of virtue , they ' led it up to a romantic extreme . He early began to aim ...
... replied Mr. Burchell , at least he carried benevo- ' lence to an excefs when young ; for his paffions were then ' ftrong , and as they all were upon the fide of virtue , they ' led it up to a romantic extreme . He early began to aim ...
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... replied my wife , I ' always imagined that my Charles was fond of feeing his ' children neat and handsome about him .'- ' You may be as neat as you pleafe ' , interrupted I , and I fhall love ' you the better for it ; but all this is ...
... replied my wife , I ' always imagined that my Charles was fond of feeing his ' children neat and handsome about him .'- ' You may be as neat as you pleafe ' , interrupted I , and I fhall love ' you the better for it ; but all this is ...
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37 ÆäÀÌÁö - I condemn ; Taught by that power that pities me, I learn to pity them. But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring ; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego, All earth-born cares are wrong ; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
60 ÆäÀÌÁö - We all followed him several paces from the door, bawling after him, Good luck! good luck!
147 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.
90 ÆäÀÌÁö - In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ! The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
42 ÆäÀÌÁö - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - The crackling faggot flies. But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest : " And whence, unhappy youth," he cried, " The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd, Reluctant dost thou rove?
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... the walls on the inside were nicely white-washed, and my daughters undertook to adorn them with pictures of their own designing. Though the same room served us for parlour and kitchen, that only made it the warmer.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
125 ÆäÀÌÁö - Upon asking how he had been taught the art of a cognoscente so very suddenly, he assured me that nothing was more easy. The whole secret consisted in a strict adherence to two rules: the one always to observe, that the picture might have been better if the painter had taken more pains ; and the other, to praise the works of Pietro Perugino. But...
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - no more silver than your saucepan." "And so," returned she, "we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases ! A murrain take such trumpery. The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better." " There, my dear," cried I, "you are wrong; he should not have known them at all.