The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Comprising His Poems, Comedies, Essays, and Vicar of WakefieldJ.B. Smith, 1856 - 425ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... and by name , They enter'd , and dinner was serv'd as they came . • See the letters between Henry Duke of Cumberland , and Lady Grosvenor ; 12mo . 1769 . At the top a fried liver and bacon were seen 24 GOLDSMITH'S WORKS .
... and by name , They enter'd , and dinner was serv'd as they came . • See the letters between Henry Duke of Cumberland , and Lady Grosvenor ; 12mo . 1769 . At the top a fried liver and bacon were seen 24 GOLDSMITH'S WORKS .
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... lady cried out ; We'll all keep a corner , ' was echoed about . While thus we resolv'd , and the pasty delay'd . With looks that quite petrified , enter'd the maid ; A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priam in drawing ...
... lady cried out ; We'll all keep a corner , ' was echoed about . While thus we resolv'd , and the pasty delay'd . With looks that quite petrified , enter'd the maid ; A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priam in drawing ...
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... lady he's guardian to . Honeyw . Perhaps so . Mr. Croaker , knowing my friendship for the young lady , has got it into his head that I can persuade her to what I please . Jarvis . Ah ! If you loved yourself but half as well as she loves ...
... lady he's guardian to . Honeyw . Perhaps so . Mr. Croaker , knowing my friendship for the young lady , has got it into his head that I can persuade her to what I please . Jarvis . Ah ! If you loved yourself but half as well as she loves ...
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... ladies , I assure you . Croaker . May be not . Indeed , what signifies whether they be perverted or not ? The women in my time were good for something . I have seen a lady dress from top to toe in her own manufactures formerly . But now ...
... ladies , I assure you . Croaker . May be not . Indeed , what signifies whether they be perverted or not ? The women in my time were good for something . I have seen a lady dress from top to toe in her own manufactures formerly . But now ...
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... ladies , if some uneasiness from friendship makes me unfit to share in this good - humour : I know you'll pardon me ... lady's beauty , till she's beginning to lose it . [ Smiling . Mrs. Croaker . But she's resolved never to lose it 62 ...
... ladies , if some uneasiness from friendship makes me unfit to share in this good - humour : I know you'll pardon me ... lady's beauty , till she's beginning to lose it . [ Smiling . Mrs. Croaker . But she's resolved never to lose it 62 ...
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386 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.
17 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.
353 ÆäÀÌÁö - This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...
43 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. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, . . Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 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 To husband out life's taper at the close, And...
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hoards, even beyond the miser's wish, abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name, That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds ; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth ; His seat, where solitary sports...
17 ÆäÀÌÁö - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
8 ÆäÀÌÁö - And haply though my harsh touch faltering still But mock'd all tune, and marr'd the dancer's skill, Yet would the village praise my wondrous power, And dance, forgetful of the noon-tide hour. Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - Twas so for me that Edwin did. And so for him will I.